I found this online yesterday, and it really struck a chord. It’s easy to get caught in the trap of thinking you’re going to have a worse time than everyone else on race day. But that’s simply not true. Everyone is fighting their own battle, and I’m pretty certain that everyone’s struggling come Mile 20.
My mantra for Reykjavik was It’s supposed to hurt. I think it’s a great mantra to have, because it teaches you to accept and make friends with the suffering. I think it’s going to be my mantra for race day in two weeks (two weeks!) time.
What’s a mantra that’s gotten you through a tough race?
Lots of love,