My body is really starting to feel the stress of the training, and it makes me excited to see how far I can push myself these next 50 days. Stretching, warm epsom salt baths, foam rolling and using "the stick" are now part of my daily routine; which may explain why I hardly ever do my hair or make-up lately. My calves have been my tight spot lately, and I just keep giving them tender loving care.
Training Schedule (Sundays are always rest days)
Mon | Tues | Wed | Thur | Fri | Sat |
27-Apr | 5 | 4 | 4 | Rest | Rest | 13.1 |
4-May | 4 | Cross | 8 | 5 | Rest | 16 |
11-May | 5 | Cross | 8 | 4 | Rest | 18 |
18-May | 6 | Cross | 4 | 4 | Rest | 20 |
25-May | 5 | Cross | 8 | 6 | Rest | 10 |
1-Jun | 6 | Cross | 8 | 5 | Rest | 8 |
8-Jun | 3 | Cross | 3 | Walk 2 | Rest | 26.2 |
So, where's my head?
Some days I think to myself, "What the heck am I doing. I have no desire to run 26.2 miles. This is the dumbest thing I've ever thought about doing."
Other days, I day dream about how it will feel to push through those last miles and feel all of the satisfaction of truly doing something hard and out of my comfort zone.
Yesterday I read this Runner's World article : Juli Windsor Leads the Way and all of my self doubt evaporated and I'm left hungry to get to the finish line of a marathon.
I get teary just thinking about how grateful I am to be able to run. I'm not fast, I'm not a stand out in any way shape or form, but that does not prevent me from fully enjoying all that running has to give me. I know that at any moment I could be injured and be forced to quit. That almost adds to the high of running, knowing you never know when it will all be over. I hope that day never comes, but just in case, you better believe I'll smile through the miles.
I am excited for you! You can do it!
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