The box I packed with long run essentials (Tailwind, Justin’s Nut Butter, arm warmers, etc.) has arrived at my parents’ house. The post office didn’t lose it, which actually did worry me.
I ran 8 miles this morning and that is the last official run of the training cycle. All that remains is to travel to Texas and line up at the starting line, six days from now. (It’s possible I’ll squeeze in one or two shorter runs, just for mental health, between now and Saturday.)
I’ve moved beyond training anxiety into resignation: I’m as trained as I’m going to be. Saturday will determine whether my mileage was enough and my training plan adequate. There’s nothing more that can be done, so I’m determined to be patient and have a good time, no matter what happens. See you after the run!