Further than I have run before.
My hip is dodgy.
My knee too.
I have no idea if I can get all away around the course, let alone run it.
I am frankly, a little bit terrified.
I don’t want to come last.
I don’t want to be the person who has to go and find a race marshal and a get lift back to the event village.
I don’t want to have to walk any of it.
These were the things going through my mind.
Then I got talking to a colleague, who is also a runner. Shared my fears and my doubts. And he said to me, simply this.
Every time you run a new distance, ask your body to go further than it has before, it is a new adventure to see what you are capable of.
So that is what I will be holding onto on Sunday, on the journey and on the start line.
I am on an adventure.
And after all, as they say in running, dead last is better than did not finish, which is better than did not start.