As I post this I have such mixed feelings.
Pride because I have come so far as a person. Fear because I have never been so determined and I am afraid of not meeting my goals - this time not the fear of success. Excitement because I am running in a race I love, and one that I had a horrible showing at last year. Nausea because I am skeeeerd. Happiness because I have overcome some pretty big obstacles in the last year. (I am going to pause for reflection on that one.)
This last week has been such a letdown for me. I did not run but 5 miles last week or so. And this weekend I missed out on the crucial runs as well. So much for dedication, right? Wrong. I am exhausted! However - as a true mentor (ahem Ken, that would be you) of mine once told me just make sure to know which of the balls I have up in the air are most important. Noted. I crashed, but the balls are still in the air (now that just takes talent, folks. Really!)
Today I took off of work - mental health day - and am going to go for a nice 5 miler. I am going to follow my training schedule the rest of the week, and then run a nice easy 8 mile training run, and then an 8.5 mile trail run for a switch-up this weekend.
I also have come to a cross-roads about my Master's degree. I have decided that I am truly miserable in the field in which I have chosen - oh - field of study, not field of work. I am going to go ahead and get my MBA instead of my Masters of Engineering Management. The school I am enrolled in right now really has a crappy Engineering staff. I talked this over with Mike, and sme great friends of mine (Cathi and Par!) and I see what I have to do now. MBA all the way.
I do feel a tad bit better now that I at least have some resolve on that matter. My fear of success and failure is the next road block.... errr, obstacle. I do not allow road blocks anymore.
Keep on keeping on y'all!
The journey just got more interesting...