I’ve probably written this post before. The one where I throw my hands up and just want to give up on running, marathon training, my goals and my entire runner identity. #dramaqueen
I don’t feel like a runner lately.
My idea of hydrating the night before a run…
This is clearly not a runner.
I don’t feel excited for the NYC marathon like I should. I’m embarrassed to say that because there are so many people who’d do anything to run it.
While struggling through my short 5 miles this morning I dug down deep into why I am feeling this way.
#meh
Last year I had all these amazing PRs. I finished a half in March in 2:05 and then came the NJ Marathon where I finished in 4:38. I felt strong and was seeing such improvement that it stoked the fire in me to push for faster finishes and goals. I even bandied the idea of a sub 2 half marathon in my near future. And was hoping to shave another few minutes off that NJ marathon PR this year. Well I ended up injured, and injured again, and then again….ankle, knee, rotator cuff, back, hamstring, sometimes more than one issue hurting at the same time. It’s been 16 months of battling injuries and compromising of races. Dropping back from a full to a half for the San Francisco Marathon last year, and then not running a few other races at all. Getting only half the training in for this year’s NJ Marathon with a resulting 20 min slower than PR finish.
I wanted this NYC Marathon training cycle to be great! I wanted to feel so jazzed and healthy and really find that spirit and running high that I had in the past. I wanted to put these injuries behind me. And here I am struggling to keep up with training and worried I’ll have another poor performance come race day.
Now don’t get me wrong, I have no time goals for this race because of my not so stellar training but deep down I’m still so sad that my fire to get faster was snuffed by injury after injury. It has messed with my mind so much that I feel like a failure. I don’t feel like a runner anymore….more like a “shuffler”. My “good” runs are rare and that scares me.
I’m signed up for a half marathon this Saturday—the Beat the Blerch.
But I’m pretty sure I’m going to drop back to the 10k. I heard that most of the course is on trails and I’m worried about more injury. I’ll make a game-day decision.
I’m tempted to just stay home and lay on the living room floor with this guy:
But because I know my running peeps Cindi and Jane will be there I’m going. Jane has been in beast mode lately running and triathaloning and I’m hoping she’ll give me a pep-talk and some inspiration.
Tomorrow I promise I will UN-surrender because I know I’m not a quitter. And these feelings of failure and disappointment will be replaced with desire and perseverance. I’m going to actually slow down as I approach the finish line at the NYC Marathon this year. I want to take it all in. I want to savor the moment. I want to acknowledge the completion of a journey that took time and dedication. It might not be a “win” in the sense that most runners want but for me it will be a precious ending to the last chapter in my marathon book. I’m going to take a break from this distance. Not forever but for a bit. But I want to remember those seconds as I approach the finish line and realize that even through challenges I can make it. And my identity can be more than just a marathoner.
OK enough of that soapbox. I’ve agreed to start working full-time at my new(ish) gig. I’ve been freelancing with them for a few months but as of November I’ll be there 5 days and with an almost 2 hour commute each way and no marathon training I won’t have too much to talk about during the week. So I might drop back to once a week posts. I still plan to Sweat Out The Small Stuff of course =) Meanwhile, Duncan said he will guest post for me.
Hey can you teach me how to use WordPress?
He’s got plenty of time because while I’m at work there’s only so much stair resting one can really do
Question: Right now, Shut up and Dance by Walk the Moon and My Body by Young the Giant are the only two definites on my marathon playlist. Obviously 5 hours of running means I NEED MORE MUSIC!!!! Any suggestions???
So Friday night just before I turned in for the night I told you how I just wasn’t feelin’ it as far as marathon training was going. I keep skipping out on my mid-week runs because frankly I’ve been choosing sleep or long walks with the doodle instead.
Saturday morning I had the alarm set for 6am and planned to be out and running by 7. At 6:45 while I was walking Duncan I felt rushed and wanted to just sit down on my living room floor with coffee and my foam roller.
Takin’ it slow and savoring my java
So that’s what I did. I took an hour to sip the java and roll out every inch of the legs and wouldn’t ya know at 8am I was totally excited for my run. It’s been about 10 degrees cooler each morning which was in the back of my mind when I chose the extra hour to chill.
10 miles….all done and now time to eat. So I didn’t even realize how matchy matchy i was until I saw this photo. And it’s like I dressed for a baby gender reveal party! LOL! It’s a boy, It’s a girl! It’s BOTH!
I banged out my 10 miler at a nice consistent pace (not fast but comfortable) and felt like I might have been able to run a bit farther. This is a breakthrough! I visualized the marathon course and where I might plan for Mr. SOTSS and his family to spectate. I visualized Fred Lebow’s statue by Engineer’s Gate at mile 23 when you enter into Central Park and I visualized that finish line.
just showing off my NYC Marathon bling with the one and only Fred.
For now, I am pretty sure that I pushed my “meh” to the curb =)
I’m already preparing to run 3 miles on Tuesday morning before work (and now that I’ve shared this on the Internet I better not back out!) and a mid-length run on Thursday of maybe 7ish miles. And then I’ll get a planned long run of 15 miles in over Labor Day weekend plus possibly a short recovery run as well.
Sometimes it’s just about acknowledging those feelings and once you do they lose their power and fade away.
What do you need to acknowledge? Tell me here and then you can let those feelings fade away. Your welcome 🙂
So technically my marathon training should begin tomorrow and my first long run wouldn’t be until next Sunday I started a week early because I know I’m going to have some vacations and wanted to have some cushion in my schedule.
I went out for 7 miles and while I didn’t get an early start (I think it was about 10am when I finally got my butt in gear) the heat didn’t bother me like it has during some of my recent runs.
Getting ready to start…killing time taking self-timer shots while waiting on Garmin to find the darn satellite. Awkward foot twist happening!
I made a pitstop at my parents’ house twice. They’re on vacation and I needed to get the soaker hose set up to irrigate their garden. I left it going for an hour or so (basically miles 1.5 to 6.5) and then on my way back I shut the water and picked some veggies (zucchini, peppers, lettuce, basil and mint)! Oh and I saw they had some Coca Cola in the fridge. I was SO thirsty and it really hit the spot.
Refreshing swig of Coca Cola! I’m not good at the mirror camera phone shots. I never know where i should be looking =)
Zucchini and pepper
Lettuce and basil!
7 miles slow and easy
I already sauteéd the zucchini and pepper with the fresh basil and some olive oil and ate it for my post-run meal. I added some left over boiled potato and a grilled chicken cutlet along with some italian seasoned breadcrumbs and boy was it yummy!
Yesterday I worked. I took photos at a Bat Mitzvah for a friend’s daughter. It was a lovely event and the restaurant was right on the water.
Taking a little break and enjoying the view while the guests are eating.
This is New Jersey
After I was done working I headed over to Mr. SOTSS’ house to dogsit for his boy Chester like I did last weekend. He was out with his girls for the day down at the Jersey Shore and Chester was very happy to see me because I arrived right at his dinner time! He’s so funny. He thinks he’s a lap dog. Well maybe even a parrot. He actually sat on my shoulder!
I think he is thanking me for feeding him dinner and letting him run in the yard for a few hours.
His view from my shoulder
This is not normal =)
While I was there I made myself a frozen adult beverage.
This is my tip!
And then I headed home. I’m glad I was able to help out with Chester (and actually Duncan spent the day with him too which made me feel better too) so that Mr. SOTSS could focus on his girls and their fun-filled day. And we’ll have our own fun-filled days soon..wait till you hear about our adventures planned for next weekend?!
OK well now I’m off to enjoy the rest of my day stretch and foam roll!
Are you training for any fall races? Which one(s)?
Well, it might have taken me almost 2 weeks, but I’m so excited about this post because I love to reflect back on all the fun stuff! As a matter of fact I just might not even mention a thing about my injuries in this post because we all know they were a far cry from a highlight =)
We sure had one very cold and very snowy winter and it was great to have a half marathon to run in the new year while everyone else was home in their PJs watching TV and staying warm. It was 17 degrees that day. I always feel like running in inclement or extreme weather gives you honorary rock star status.
Enjoying some frozen Gatorade
My friend Carey was the only other brave peep with me that day and we ran together from start to finish. She’s such a consistently paced runner and I enjoyed letting her keep us nice and steady.
Carey and me braving the cold for 13.1 miles in Central Park
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