Eyes on the Prize
The TARC 100 is four, FOUR, days away.
I am worried and scared.
I worried because I’m not really worried about the race.
I’m scared because I’m not really scared about the distance.
I’m getting a bit wound up because I’m not getting wound up about the lack of sleep that is coming.
It’s a bit odd. As this race approaches, I’m pretty mellow about the whole thing. I’m convinced that JB and I are not only going to finish, but we’re going to finish with some time to spare. I suppose part of that is inexperience, a lack of knowledge of what truly lies ahead; not knowing what it is the legs and lungs and mind feel like after 75 miles, realizing that one still has to run what is essentially a full marathon.
Training hasn’t been ideal. I’ve missed a few long runs – a scheduled 50-miler and 24-miler stand out in particular.
I should be nervous…
…but I’m not…
…and that’s making me kind of, well, nervous.
Run Luau Run 
Good luck Luau!!!!!!!!! I will be cheering you on from CT.
I don’t have any ultra experience to speak from but I did sleep at a Holid……oh wait wrong concept. It is what it is at this point and you’ve got heaps of support coming your way from Florida. Go get ’em Matt!