Today, I registered for my first 10k road race. It's a fairly popular event in my area and celebrates a piece of my heritage. On March 22, 2014, I will run the Holyoke St. Patrick's Road Race.
If my father were still alive, it would be his seventy-first birthday. It occurs eleven days before I turn forty.
The course is famous for its hills, making more than a little nervous. Until recently, I haven't run much over 5 miles, but I can easily complete a 5k race.
But fear is not going to stop me. I am going to face my demons, attack my sense of inadequacy and do it. I won't be the fastest. I will not break any records. But at least I can say I took on those hills. I challenged myself. I can be proud that I tried.
Wish me luck!
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