In 20 days I will run my first ever ‘official’ 5k. That’s right. I’m running in a Movember run.
Eeek! I’m so excited! I’m so nervous!
I signed up for this run in August, thinking that I could use it as motivation and something to look forward to. And I am looking forward to it, it’s just that I’m also nervous about it. I’m nervous on so many levels!
I’m nervous about running in a crowd, when I definitely prefer to run alone.
I’m nervous that someone will laugh at me or worse, act shocked that I’m there to run.
I’m nervous that I’ve bit off more than I can chew and 5k will prove to be too much for me.
I’m nervous that something will go wrong; I’ll trip and fall and take others with me (Cool Runnings anyone?), or that I’ll go the wrong way.
But I’m also excited. I’ve been following Mo Running on twitter and they are very encouraging and enthusiastic and it’s catching! I’m a bit proud of myself for having signed up for it; it’s ok to say that right?!
I’m excited to get my number and pin it to my shirt. It will be official then!
I’m excited to cross that starting line. Imagine…me..ME…running across a starting line!
I’m excited to cross the finish line after running the full 5k (and finding out how fast I can run it!)
I’m excited to get my MoRunning medal!
In the end, the excitement is outweighing the nerves, for now. It’s not November yet so I can tell myself it’s ages away. I’ll be fine until about the 10th of November…:-P