Ten mountain climbs in one day. That’s what I’m facing. The same mountain, one mile up, one mile down. 
I haven’t been able to focus this week. I can’t stop thinking about Saturday, the day I test my mountain legs. My last major workout before tapering. My day to stand before a mirror and see how much I’ve got in me. 
5000ft of elevation in twenty miles. 
I don’t think I can do it. 
I’m not even sure I’ll make it halfway. It’s a steep trail. That means hard climbs and bombing hills for at least 6 hours.
I’ll probably fall a few times. I might puke. I’m worried about hydration. I’m not sure how my caloric intake will fare either. 
I wish I could power-wash this, but I can’t. It’s a challenge that supercedes motivational speeches and “You can do its!”. This is going to test my self-control, endurance, and ego for a long time to come.