Still only half-listening

So... the half marathon is in 5 days. FIVE DAYS! I didn't think I would be nervous but apparently, I was wrong. Its a good nervousness, I think, not debilitating, but I didn't expect it. Its my own fault really. I went online this morning and started searching "Philadelphia Distance Run" and "blog" and came up with a ton of people, obsessing over the perfect way to prepare and run this thing. To use my Michigan drawl for ya, "Ohh cryyapp."

I don't know what I'm supposed to eat the day before! And am I allowed to use my legs on Saturday?! I thought so... but now I'm not so sure. I found a blog with a guy obsessing about if he could walk around the day before and what type of juice he should drink. I was just planning to enjoy a nice cold beer to calm the nerves. Here are these people obsessing over these small details, and here I am, mosh pitting with my friends just a week before. And now, I'm starting to get a little freaked out...

The problem with this race is, I did train well for a while and although I'm still technically trained, I could have done a little more training, a little less drinking, and a little less moshing as the race date approached, but I chose to have fun instead. Again... whoops.

Its just like in high school when I ran track. I would always half-listen to advice and half-prepare for whatever race I was running. Like, I would listen to the parts of the preparation that sounded good, and then trail off and not listen to the rest, which usually included the important part. So then I end up eating a huge bowl of pasta a few hours before the meet, instead of the day before, because "the day before" part didn't get taken in as I was daydreaming about what type of mostaccioli I was going to consume. Or I would eat a whole bag of sour skittles before my 300m hurdle race because I heard a lot of sugar could help, but I didn't listen to the fact that sour skittles and no water would make for a very very very dry mouth.

Same thing happened here, it seems. I followed several weeks of an official training schedule printed off of Runnersworld.com, but I didn't listen to the fact that I shouldn't drink heavily on the weekends leading up to the race. I have no clue what I should be eating. And I drink black coffee in place of water because, well, it tastes better.

And now the race is Sunday. And here are all these people better trained than me. I know its my own fault. I made my bed and now I gotta lie in it, right? Well honestly, I'm just struggling to keep an open mind here. Sunday should just be fun. No expectations... I say as I sit here legs shaking with anticipation underneath my desk...