Bah humbug

The 3M Half Marathon is a month away, so this weekend’s schedule calls for 14 miles, with the middle six at half-marathon goal pace. The overnight low will only drop into the 60s, so I am grateful I won’t face an icy run like two weeks ago. But still, for some reason the thought of 14 miles is really freaking me out.

I’ve run four half-marathon races, and I’ve run a couple of 13-mile training runs over the last year and a half. But the one time I was supposed to run a 14-mile training run, I somehow screwed up and only managed 13. So I’ve never actually gone further than that before. Not only that, my last couple of double-digit runs have been miserable for one reason or another. So… I’m kind of dreading this.

Now, I know that Scrooge changed his ways and became a generous, kind philanthropist. In fact, the mean-spirited guy was really only evident at the very beginning of the story–he started reconsidering his life with the first spirit’s visit. But I think those three spirits might need to visit me tonight, in order to inspire me for tomorrow’s run.