Gave it over

Just wanted to write a quick bit. This week is taper week, which means only 9 miles to run total, then rest for 2 days, then my RACE on Sunday morn at the ripe time of 6:15 am. 6:30 didn't sound so bad....then i found out it was 6:15:/ I'm planning to go to bed at around 7pm to get some shut-eye if I can so I'm well-rested for the big event.

Anywho, ran my 4 miles on the tready yesterday. Legs felt surprisingly good. I'd iced Sunday night after my 8 miler, and it really seemed to help. I plan to ice tonight and tomorrow and every day until the race. ( forgot last night). As I was running, I was staring at my little verse card, I think they're called "pass it ons", w/ the picture and verse. Says "Never never quit." on it then the verse about forgetting what is behind and straining towards the goal to win the prize. Did a lot of thinking about "what's the worst that could happen". Then I jammed to some Fireflight and Chris Tomlin and just gave it over to God. The race is in His hands. I've done all I can do. I've rested when my body was screaming at me to stop, I have followed my training schedule, I've tried to refrain from caffeine....so this is as good as it gets. I could've done more, but right here, in this moment, in this time of my life, I've done all I can, mentally and physically, to prepare for this race, and now, it's in His hands. I prayed for the outcome I'd like to see, but also prayed for my heart that I would be gracious and thankful for whatever outcome I may receive. The competitive side of me wants to blow 2:20 outta the water, but the other side of me knows that this is my 1st time and anything can happen. So, I am trying to rest in Him, and dedicate this race to my Dad. Saw on the website that the funds are going to the Lymphoma and Leukemia society, and since Dad has lymphoma, I thought, who better to do this race for. I always run w/ my Grandma in my heart, but this one is namely for him. I know he is a big supporter, and even though he laughed and doubted me before my 1st 5k, I know he is proud of me, and prob'ly in wonder that a stocky, 5'1" Mom can do this.

So, that's it. I'm ready. Let's DO THIS!!!!!