Since MrZ took this new job (Which he loves, by the way, because it’s more programming which means he is SUCH A GEEK.) he can’t really keep up with my blog. He works 9+ hours a day and is very busy, and what few free minutes he has he prefers to do things like, eat, or go to the bathroom, or some such necessary nonsense that evidently ranks higher than reading what I have to say about our life.
BUT - this is a good thing because I am now free to discuss the horrible things I’m thinking and he won’t know!
So, I have this marathon on Saturday, right? Have I mentioned that? I wasn’t sure if you knew that. Well - we are leaving for Nashville tomorrow so that I can make it to the expo to get my number and chip and such things for the race the next morning. Unfortunately - MrZ has a work golf tournament tomorrow too. Now - one of the things he loves about this new job - is it’s a group working environment so he’s already made a lot of friends. He is really excited about this golf tournament because no one really plays golf. It’s going to be more of a giant goof-off day because no one cares to take it seriously. If there is anything my husband loves? Is giant goof-off days. So - he’s very excited about this.
I was hoping he would be okay leaving early so we could leave town in time to get to the Expo and explore the course. Unfortunately - he offered a solution that involves both of us doing what we want: Take 2 cars.
This is the very logical solution. He can go to his tournament, and I can go to the Expo. Perfect.
BUT - I want him to come WITH me! I don’t want to do it by myself! I’m scared! What if they can tell the second I walk in that I don’t belong? What if they laugh at me? What if I get lost? What if I have to MAKE A LEFT TURN?!?!
I know it’s incredibly stupid of me and really selfish to want him to miss something important to him just so he can hold my hand through something I’m nervous about - but I can’t help it. I still would love it if he would just drop the tournament and offer to support me through the whole night-before-the-marathon jitters.
But - I’m a big girl. I’m sure there will be people there 50 years older and 150 pounds heavier who will look less like they belong than I do. (Of course - they’ll still beat me - but that’s a whole other story right there.) I can do this without him. If I’m faced with a left turn? I’ll just take three rights instead. If I get lost, or confused, or if I end up at the wrong place - I’ll just blame it on the kids somehow. That’s how I’ve survived challenges in the past. That’s what they’re there for, right?
I can totally understand this!
I feel the same way, when I do something new, I definitely want my husband there. I may not “need” him, but part of me just really appreciates having some backup, you know?
I’m a long time reader who happens to live just 2 blocks from the starting point of the race. My husband, my brother, and I will be watching you guys from our balcony! If you get lost or scared, just go up the hill to the building with the ugly gargoyles on top and ask for Sarah. I seem to suffer from the same social issues as you so I’ll completely understand!
I was the exact same way for the marathon in Chicago last October. I was nervous (and excited) and I wanted didn’t want to be alone. My husband (like MrZ) just didn’t understand, but my mom did! She took the Friday before off of work to go to the expo with me so I didn’t have to go alone - Mom’s are the best.
One of the best things about marathons is how cool everyone is. I never met anyone at my marathon that was not super friendly and super supportive. And I was heifer trying run at a snail’s pace! You’ll be just fine - I promise.
Will you have to drive yourself back then after the Marathon? It might be tough for you to drive if you are sore or in pain. Maybe you can explain that to him.
That’s not selfish, thats natural. Selfish would be crying and guild tripping him into coming. Think about how proud you be of yourself when you will make it on your own! Because you will! Independent woman and all (put it on you ipod and play it for the whole drive)..
Anyway, i wish you lots and lots of succes, and try enjoying yourself ;). LUCK!
Totally not selfish, especially if all that crazy construction is going on.
Good luck!! Am thinking about you!! We’d be going but all the boys have soccer/baseball so we’re cheering for them here instead.
Hows about sending some kind of beacon signal out for other bloggy people who will be going - you could do a mini-meet-up and at the least do the Expo with another geekified soul.
(of course considering my social ineptness who the heck am I to talk- really?)
Hey Zoot! Just wanted to wish you good luck. I’ll be watching the marathon from some point and looking for you among the 20,000 other runners. You’ll do great! The Expo should be a lof of fun too - I’m hoping to get by there just to check everything out. If you need anything feel free to call me or I’m happy to meet you at the expo tomorrow afternoon if you need a friend. I’m not going to post it, but email me and I can give you my cell phone number. I’m home with my 1 year old most of the day tomorrow. Elizabeth
Good luck!
Just wanted to wish you the best on Saturday since you’ll be leaving tomorrow.
By the way, if there are any left turns on the course, this is NOT the time to make three rights!
I’ll be thinking of you on Saturday.
I totally understand the hand holding thing. I also agree with Mandy that you might be too sore to drive home (and probably emotionally and physically exhausted).
I am so excited for you! Have fun - enjoy every minute.
I’m so behind in reading blogs that I’m beginning to panic, but I had to jump on and wish you the best of luck in your marathon! Try to enjoy the experience! You’ll be awesome!
Good luck! You’ll be great — can’t wait for the full report. I’m running a 1/2 marathon next weekend and I’m definitely entering the “Time to freak out” zone.
I don’t think you’re being selfish at all; if I was you, I’d probably be angry at my husband. You’ve been planning this and known the date for quite a while and he knows its important to you… I’m just immature enough that it would totally hurt my feelings. But then again, if pigs were flying and I was running a marathon, it would be all about me, me, me.
Good luck for tomorrow! You can do it!