Heading up to SC tomorrow morning. The husband shall join me that night at the finish line. 24 hours from now I (pray) I will have finished the Beast. I am estimating my finish time around 5pm but god only knows how long this might take me. I'll have my Eagles out there with me and I know there will be a group of us that's gonna take it pretty slow and not go for time. I think we're even gonna run with the American flag.
I'm starting to have doubts about my ability to do this.
I guess my biggest fear is that my upper body strength will just absolutely fail me after so many miles and I'll be falling off of obstacles left and right and have to suffer in burpee hell.
My other biggest fear is the Super. Getting through the beast is one thing, because if it was just the beast then I could just not care about how exhausted I am because at the end of the day I'm done. But no, I was insane enough to sign up for the Super on the following day and will be trudging my battered and bruised body through an 8 mile 20 obstacle course on Sunday. I have no idea how I'm gonna be able to do all those obstacles with the pain and soreness from the Beast. All I can do is bring all my compression gear, epsom salts, foam rollers, ice bags, and ibuprofen and just do my best to recover.
I've just got to keep telling myself that thousands before me have done it. Those who are in worse shape than I am have done it. Overweight, missing limbs, on crutches, wheelchairs, etc. I am able bodied. I'll have Eagles at my back. And I'll have FUN! Somewhere in the midst of all the suffering I will delight in the fact that I'm getting through it all with my friends. I can do this. It just ain't gonna be pretty...
This weekend, this medal is going to make some new friends. 2 shiny, green and blue friends.
It's coming with me on the course so once it's all over I can whip this sucker out, and BLAM! Trifecta.
So. Time to suck it up and get ready for one hell of a crazy adventure!
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