I’ve decided that my stress level over this 5k thing is ridiculous. So much so that it warranted an extra post today.
Like I said in the RIP post, three miles may not seem like a big deal to you, but to me it’s a trek. So here is what I have been stressing over:
1. That my body (my shins in particular) are not going to cooperate with me and I will be in a lot of pain.
2. That I will look ridiculous because even though I am just walking, I will still be huffing and puffing.
3. Because of number 1 or 2, I won’t finish and people will think I’m a wuss.
And in response to each of those, here is what I’ve decided.
1. Who cares.
2. Who cares.
3. Who cares.
Funny. I feel better now. I’m going to go enjoy the weather, the company, and feel proud for supporting a good cause.
See you at the finish line.
Like I said in the RIP post, three miles may not seem like a big deal to you, but to me it’s a trek. So here is what I have been stressing over:
1. That my body (my shins in particular) are not going to cooperate with me and I will be in a lot of pain.
2. That I will look ridiculous because even though I am just walking, I will still be huffing and puffing.
3. Because of number 1 or 2, I won’t finish and people will think I’m a wuss.
And in response to each of those, here is what I’ve decided.
1. Who cares.
2. Who cares.
3. Who cares.
Funny. I feel better now. I’m going to go enjoy the weather, the company, and feel proud for supporting a good cause.
See you at the finish line.
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