Oggi ero stanca. Molto stanca.
Avevo chilometri di articoli da scrivere, pensare a quelli da correre, beh... che dire... la motivazione non c’era.
Domenica prossima c’è un #cross importante, il #CrossdiPedro
Volevo mettere brio.
Per fortuna un’amica mi ha confermato la sua presenza!
Tra i 1’00” e i 1’06”
Si ricomincia a ragionare?
Domani vedremo 😬 ma oggi sono molto happy 🤣
I had my first #charlestonmarathon nightmare last night. I found myself at the starting line with no socks, no shoes and a 100 pound backpack on my back. Instead of heading back to my car for shoes, I decided to get in the porta potty line, because we all know how long THAT can take, and it’s better to run a marathon with no shoes than a full bladder, right?🤷♀️ I don’t even want to talk about what it was like standing in that porta potty barefoot...🤢 Anyhoo... I never did get my shoes or think to drop the backpack. Actually, now that I think about it, why didn’t I check to see if my shoes were in the backpack?🤦♀️ And the worst part is I woke up without ever making it across the starting line!😬 WHAT DOES IT ALL MEAN?!?!😱🤪😂 Anybody else have crazy nightmares as a goal race gets closer???