Worrying is a waste of energy.
I've been worrying a lot. I'm not normally a worrier. I'm usually a pretty laid back Pink Girl. It all just came out of nowhere the past couple of days.
My throat is sore. I'm worried I'll be sick for the race.
Even though it hasn't bothered me on a long run yet, 26.2 miles is still unknown. I'm worried that my knee will hurt like it did last marathon. That pain was awful. I'm worried about how much it might hurt.
My hip has hurt all week. I'm worried it will give out like it did last summer and I won't be able to keep my balance.
The forecast calls for rain. I'm worried it's going to rain really hard and I'll be miserable the whole race.
Actually, the forecast calls for thunderstorms. I'm worried that they'll have to cancel the race because of storms and lightening.
I've never run that far by myself. I'm worried self doubt will get the best of me.
But I know this.
"Who of you by worrying can add a single hour to his life? ...do not worry about tomorrow, for tomorrow will worry about itself. Each day has enough trouble of its own." Matthew 6:34
So I'm going to pray for a calm mind and a calm heart. And I'm gonna meet Bahama Mama for 2 very early miles tomorrow. And continue to carb load like the semi-pro that I am.
(I shared this baked ziti with Hubs tonight. Mmm)