With less than a week away from my half marathon I am coming to the end of my training schedule. I don’t know if it has been the windy Icelandic weather, lack of motivation, or just being lazy but this training period has been much more difficult for me than when I was training for a full marathon last year! I hope this isn’t a sign for how my run is going to go on race day.
Today while out on my run I was trying to motivate myself with positive thoughts. This led to me thinking exactly what really goes through my head while I am on a run and it is not always motivating. Without further ado here is the thoughts that run through my head during a half marathon.
Pre-race: My adrenaline is rushing and I am ready to run this race!
Miles 1-3: Running is so fun, this race is going to be no problem for me.
Miles 4-6: These crowds are awesome, it is like having my own personal cheersquad. Go me go!
Miles 7-9: Ugh another terrible song. What was I thinking when I made this playlist? All of these songs are so annoying!
Why is my body refusing to go faster! Maybe if I move my arms quicker it will give me speed.
Miles 10-11: Why did I think this was a good idea? I hate running!
This guy in front of me is so annoying, his motivational cheering is not helping.
Miles 12-13: This is tourture. That curb felt like climbing a mountain! Ugh my hips are broken. How have only 2 minutes passed, this is never going to end!
Mile 13.1-13.2: I can see the finish line, sudden burst of energy where was this three miles ago!
5 Minutes After the Race: I just need to sit down for a minute, maybe all day.
Two Hours After Run: Lets celebrate by eating and drinking everything in sight and signing up for another marathon!
Question of the Day?
Are you a fan of running? What goes through your head when your on a run?

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I'm Kaelene, a girl from Oregon figuring out life in Iceland. I have a passion for travel and a weakness for a good glass of wine. I believe in faking it tell you make it and am far from figuring out the expat life. 
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