In less than 24 hours, I will test my body to the brink of its very limit. It will be painful, effortful, and at moments, the thought that I may not survive will reel its ugly head. But what is hard is not impossible. We train hard so that when the races don’t go perfectly, we can still execute. There will be a time, perhaps many times, throughout my 26.2 mile journey where I will question if my body can go on. But my mind is stronger than my body. I have devoted endless hours to the pursuit of this goal and the opportunity now awaits for me to put it all on the line. I have been struggling with the anxiety of the fear of failure, but when you’re a dreamer, heartbreak and failure come with the territory. Whether or not I reach my goal of qualifying for the Olympic Trials, I know that if I do my best, I will have succeeded. In the end, that is all we can ask of ourselves. Tomorrow I pray that my hamstring stays in tact, that my legs do what they were born to do, and that my heart simply lead my way home.
