Trepidation

It is only 4 days until I go for the big run. Some kind friends are going to put me up the night before, and I am going through my last two 3 mile runs this week.

Am I scared that I will fail... sure.
Am I worried that something will go wrong... yes.
Have I prepared to the best of my ability... I've done my very best.
Am I going to beat this... I will continue to do my best.

I have fear of this run. This is the most physically demanding thing I have ever dared to try. The furthest I ran before I attempted this journey was the 800m at school.

If Mr Cawthorne (The teacher who ran the latter half of that 800 with me) or Mr Such could read this, I think they would doubt that I am the same person, as I never showed athletic prowess.

I'm not the same person, I've adapted and changed.

I've learned that fear should be there, its a good defense mechanism, but it should inform you, not control you.

I'm ready to take this on.

Expect a picture of me, face down on the floor after 26 miles!

And don't forget, the reason I am doing this is for Special Effect.