When this arrived:
And suddenly it all feels far too real, and all the terror of the past several months of training has come rushing back.
My 20 miler was rough. Actually, it was more than rough. It was a horrible and demoralizing experience, but completing it still felt like an enormous achievement, and the next day an odd sort of serenity had descending upon me.
Finding the participant guide in my mailbox tonight and reading through it has brought the real world crashing back down around me more than any of my runs this week could have. This is a real thing. This is happening. And it is happening soon.
In 12 days I'll be making my way through 26.2 miles of my city.
I don't know if I'm ready for this.