I assume that this happens to everyone, but the closer I get to my marathon, the more that little aches and pains seem to appear. Every step I take is one step closer to a sprain, strain, or calamity that shall prevent me from my marathon. It’s really odd actually. As I start winding down, I always notice small twitches and tweaks that I guess I just ignore because they really aren’t anything but normal running stuff.

I am starting to get a wee bit nervous.

What is that ache in my knee? Why does my inner ankle feel sore? Is that a shin splint? Is Old Wonky back? Holy Crap. Holy Crap. Holy Crap.

I guess I gotta reign it in. I just can’t help it. I’m getting those “what ifs” like the Shel Silverstein poem. What if I start too fast? What if I didn’t train enough? What if I get the PC’s? What if I trip? What it I get passed by that damn fast kid/old lady/pregnant lady/juggler/basketball dribbler/bee-otch again?

Must breathe. Must breathe. Must breathe.

I hope that this race gets here soon or I may just have a heart attack. Don’t tell my heart…my achy- eh, you know the rest.

(Song stuck in your head now? Mission accomplished. And I feel so much better now! Thanks!)