The toll of marathon training is starting to show its effects, and not in the areas that I had expected. At this point of my training, 38 days to race day, I had pictured my self being physically and emotionally challenged to the point of not wanting to run anymore. I had visions of needing to drag myself into my running gear and talking myself up just to get out the door. I was rehearsing motivational “mantras” to help me keep going. “Run for those who cant.” “People suffering with cancer don’t have a choice but to keep on going, all you have to do is run” and so on. These are excellent mantras and I will keep them in my back pocket if I ever need to use one.
However that’s the point. I’m not really finding the physical aspects of the training as difficult as I had anticipated. I really enjoy running, it’s become an essential part of my week and a significant way that I define myself. I have truly become a runner, and I love it. There is no need to psyche myself up to run because I’m eager to go.
I am not saying that the training is easy, there have been many challenging long runs where a push was needed to get me through to the finish. My 25K run on Monday afternoon is a good example. I used my new racing flats for the first time over 12K and really shouldn’t have. By the 20K mark my calves were burning and my shoulders were on fire. I couldn’t even turn my head to see if someone was beside me, I had to turn my whole torso and my head would follow – hopefully. I needed to will myself to the end of that run, and went directly into an ice bath at home. So training is difficult but it’s not what I’m finding the most challenging.
It’s time. Time is the killer. Trying to find the time to get all the running, fundraising, working, running, working, school for the kids, shopping and running in is an exercise in futility (the pun is a happy accident). I can’t seem to get it all done, there is always something that seems to fall to the wayside. And the item that is the first to go is usually my blog.
I love writing this blog, it allows me to take a step back from everything and evaluate what, and how, I am doing. There just does not seem to be any time to do it. So, as I again pick up and arrange all the pieces of what I am expected to accomplish over the next 38 days, I am promising myself that this blog will still play a main role. It may not be every day, but one entry every second day is doable, even if it is to just check in and report my training data.
So it turns out that I don’t need a mantra to keep me motivated to run, I need a mantra to keep me organized enough to run.