Thursday, September 6, 2012
Thursday Thoughts 9.6.12
I’m going to make this a little more run-oriented than normal because I’m fairly certain at this point if you could bottle up running and inject it into my veins, I’d just be a junkie - straight up.
Race day is Saturday. Like this Saturday. I have been running for 6 weeks on a training schedule – the first time I’ve attempted one and I can’t believe how fast it’s gone. I can’t believe how dedicated I’ve been. I have absolutely no doubt that I will succeed in my 10k and my future half based on my performance these past 6 weeks. I don’t think I’m any faster – in fact, I’m positive of it – but for me, personally, this whole time with my focus on just going the distance it has really given me an insight into a part of me I didn’t know existed. If you can’t tell, I’m really proud of myself and the person *ahem excuse me* into the runner I’m becoming.
I’m anticipating I will finish somewhere between 1 hr 15 minutes and 1 hr 30 minutes. If I’m finished earlier – SAWHEEETTT! If I finish later – SAWHEEETTT! This will be my first 10k, so in whatever time I do it will be a PR [personal record], so I’m just going to go out there, enjoy it and run my heart out when I see my Lillie & my Alfred waiting for me at the finish line. I’m pretty sure I may cry. Apparently, it’s what I do.
Over the weekend I managed to do something stupid [somehow] and noticed a sharp pain above my ankle Monday morning. So, naturally I tweeted about it for some sympathy.
What? Don’t judge me, you know you’ve done the same thing.
When I came to work on Tuesday it was still a little sore, but after talking with Moj [the woman who introduced me to burpees] about it [she is an Anatomy instructor, after all!] We decided I should stretch it a little more and maybe it’s just that tendon being a butt-face [technical term, my friends] and I should attempt a run. So, I did. I ran 3 miles with no real problem and no more pain. It’s lessened over the days, but I’m still icing it a bit and keeping it elevated. The last thing I want is a serious injury to sideline me for my half in January because I thought I could do the hokey pokey in flip-flops while simultaneously drinking a weird fruity concoction of alcoholic proportions. I’m sure you understand.
I’m getting really nervous. I can already feel my stomach tying up in knots at the thought of running 6.2 miles in less than 2 days. Because I’ve run a few 5ks, I hardly get nervous until a few minutes before race time – so this is throwing me in a tizzy. I’m pretty sure my armpits started sweating when I typed 6.2 miles a second ago.
Yep, just checked. Sweating.
I think part of it is that I had such a crappy time at my 5k in July that I’m somehow worried it will rollover into this 10k. Logically I know this is stupid. But emotionally all I can think about is falling down to my knees and screaming Nooooooo mid-race because my legs have physically given out on me and having to crawl over my own puke…or worse yet – pooping on myself. Which is why I haven’t eaten my Fiber One cereal all week. [Don’t laugh, that shit is good.]
Future Running Buddies
I am also really humbled at the number of people I know in real life [I seriously didn’t realize some of you even read this shit] who have emailed, called, texted, messaged me letting me know you’ve started running! I am no expert, I learn every day but it has been so exciting to be able to share something I’m passionate about with others and have a positive impact in their lives. And if you’re in the Waco, Texas area [or not, it’s whatever] and don’t want to do a race alone – tell me – I will be there in a heartbeat either as a competitor [you’re going down!] or as a cheerleader on the side line. Seriously. I will make you awesome signs. Just ask Abbey.
I have a couple of things in the books that deserve a post of their own [soon, I promise!], but let it be known I will be recruiting. So get your running shoes & water bottle and leave the excuses at the door. Because we got this. We got this hard.
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