I’m always filled with anxiety when prepping for a race. Am I up to the challenge? Will I feel insecure while being surrounded by hardbodies? Will I hit a wall? And yet, once I arrive there, that anxiety washes away. I see people just like me. I feel a kindred spirit with these other athletes. I realize that I will be slower than some, and faster than others. I am running my own race, against myself, against my past times and the current conditions. I’m there in the moment ready to go. I take a final deep breath and when that shotgun is heard I focus only on the task at hand, and run. Whether it’s a good time or a bad time, I will run. I will finish the race. I will be proud that I overcame that anxiety. I will be proud to be a finisher and get that bling….after all, that bling was earned!