Well, crap.

Currently I am afraid of the half marathon next weekend.

Today I woke up and ran 13 miles and arrived home feeling very badass because I wasn't dead. Next weekend is 13.1 miles so that's just .1 farther! Woo! I had a voicemail waiting from me from a friend who lives in Boise. You see, for my birthday this friend suggested that she pay the entrance fee to this half marathon for me as my birthday gift and I could come and visit her and her boyfriend and run the half marathon on Nov. 1.

She called because they had just driven the route of the race and she said something along the lines of, "We apologize in advance. There are a lot of hills. We're really sorry." So I called her and was told that the hills are crazy hardcore. She asked if I had been training on hills and told me she was worrying about that as they drove the route.

Of course, I knew there are hardcore hills. I've been training on hills just for that reason. Since I am too far away to check out the course for myself, I read about it on the website and saw their map and graph of elevation changes and the description of the course. That has led to me adopting a very ridiculous local hill and making sure it pops up in my route more than once during a long run. I know I am prepared for this. I know I can do it. But hearing my friend sound concerned about it made ME concerned! Also, my parents live nearby and decided to drive over to watch me finish, and several friends who live in Boise will be there as well. So what if I fail? I'd rather fail secretly and in private instead of having tons of people see it happen.

So, now I'm scared. Crap.