So yesterday we went to a place called Garden of the Gods about an hour south of our hometown. I was going to play it safe and not even go, but I wanted to hang out with my friends. The problem I had with it is that I’m kind of a klutz.
At first I was afraid of going for fear that I might get hurt and not be able to run Saturday. But then the thought came to mind that I might consider going ahead and going because I might get hurt and not be able to run Saturday.
Yes. I realize how pathetic that is.
Honestly, I wasn’t going to go out and try to get hurt. And I didn’t get hurt. So I’m still running. I’m taking this week off. I know it sounds a little weird. I’m going to go on a couple walks, but no running.
In January when we ran the half marathon, I had worked out three or four days that same week and then got up and ran 13.1 miles in 25-degree weather. Here it is three-and-a-half months later, and I’ve gotten a little bit smarter. I’ve got my supplements ready, I’ve got the Epsom salt ready to soak in and I’ve started making my list for Trader Joe’s to get some good food the afternoon of the race.
Physically I’m as prepared as I can be at this point in my life. I’ve been running. I’ve been strength training. I’m in the best shape I can be at this point.
And there are times when I really feel mentally ready, and there are times when I have no idea if I can even go a mile.
Fear can creep in and rob you of success. Fear can creep in and rob you of happiness. But we have the choice whether or not to give into that fear.
So today I’m choosing to look it head-on, step up to the starting line on Saturday and just start running and pray to God that He’ll carry me through.
What are some things that you’re afraid of?