NYC Half jitters

I hope my race goes well tomorrow.  I'm actually quite nervous about it.

I've had a little bit of inconsistent training the past few weeks, although I feel that (in spite of that) I'm in a fairly good place to finish this race and not be too embarrassed by my performance.  It doesn't hurt that the predicted weather is absolutely gorgeous: high 40s at the start, getting up into the low 60s (although likely I'll be done before the day's highs are reached).

Although I've run a whole bunch of races over the past few months, I realized that I haven't actually run a large one that I cared about in ages.  It's been literally years since I've felt any substantial prerace anxiety.  Little things make a difference - I haven't done the ritual laying out of the clothes the night before, the planning of my prerace meal, or the pinning my bib on in advance.  I realized this morning that I know that one of my pairs of Asics gives me blisters, but I can't even remember which pair.  I best figure that out before mile 7 or 8 tomorrow.


I guess my chill attitude is a good thing, but I kind of miss the butterflies.  I don't think it's so much that I've just relaxed about racing as it is that I haven't done a race in years in which I'd set strong goals and trained hard.  That's my next step over the next few months.

This morning was a short jaunt to the track to help my partner train for a work-related fitness test (more on that later).  He did a strenuous track workout but I only did a couple of miles and some stretching, with the exception of one lap during which I paced him.  My only goal tomorrow is to finish.  Okay, and to finish in less than 2:30 if conditions permit.  If they don't permit, I can blame it on the 400m I sprinted today, right?