I'm getting asked quite a bit about how I feel about the race. I feel good, nervous, anxious and excited. That's quite a bit to feel, but to be honest, that's no different than how I feel before any other race.
My running is going well. Yes, I would rather not be running in this damned humid weather. It makes it unpleasant to run, but I can't really do anything about that. I feel good out there running.
I wish I knew which legs I was running so I could better prepare. I'm told I will know soon, but because there are two companies involved in putting the team together, soon means....not soon. I think that is where the anxiousness comes from.
The nerves come form the unknown. Not sure what I will face, so I'm about nervous about how I will tackle things. I've driven through the parts of Oregon we will run, so I have an idea of what it's like. Of course running and driving are two different things, but I am mentally, and physically preparing for a rolly, hilly run. Flat takes on a new meaning when you leave Illinois and Indiana.
I was asked yesterday if I feel like this is a dream coming true. I do. When people have asked me what races I want to do, Boston, Paris, Comrades and Hood to Coast are the ones I talk about. Comrades I will never do, but I would love to go watch. Paris, I can do in my lifetime. Boston is the ultimate dream, and until I worked for my company, I could not imagine how I would do Hood to Coast. It's the only relay race I have wanted to do. So yes, dreams can come true.
30 days away.....things are good.
Charlie
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