Five. Five days to go. I am surviving The Taper. I don’t know how, but I am. Somehow it’s easier this time. I’m not sure why exactly that is. Maybe because I trust the process? Maybe because I can now say (without flinching, and making the I’m not 100% sure face) “I am a runner.” Hell. I’m a marathoner. (When did that happen?) I can’t believe I’m going to say this but I feel confident. I can run. I will run. I am ready.
Mind controls the body. What the mind wants the body does. I want this. Period.