Misplaced mojo?
Light at the end of the tunnel? I don't know, honestly, is there? At the moment I can only think about time and distances, paces per kilometres, stomach pains that I had on my first marathon, running in the heat on my second one last year. Yes, been sucked into this black hole of self-doubt about ever running the scary distance. How did I think of getting it done? Really? Visualising the start and the finish should help. As it's been over a year since my last marathon, next race feels like the first date. It's in my dreams now. (keep waking up with the thought of getting lost and not making starting area on time). People (who don't understand, I am sorry, but this is the case) keep asking and making it even a bigger deal. "How can you do that?" "Really, 42 kilometres?" And then, because you chose your hobby or destination all by yourself, you don't feel the right to complain. So, at the moment. There is no news, no new thoughts, new i