7 miles with Melanie from her house along the Jordan River trail. Fortunately the moon lit up the trail enough to see. I'm feeling anxious for the St. George Marathon. We ran two miles of it a little faster and the rest a little slower, although it was hard to slow down as I can feel the extra energy from tapering. Our avg was 6:48 pace. That seems faster than an "easy" run should be, but we really didn't feel like we were going fast and 7 miles isn't far.
I seriously start feeling sick to my stomach when I think about the race. Yesterday I thought, "Why am I even doing this?" I love those weeks in the heat of training, the long runs with friends, seeing my progress, etc. But when it comes down to the race, I hate the days leading up to it. Usually I like the actual race, at least the first 22 miles, and I like having done it when it's over, that is if I do well. When I don't do well I wish I hadn't even done it. This week is the worst. I wish I didn't doubt myself so much. Ahh! | 