These are happy feet. Tired. But happy.
8.5 miles later — and all told? A very “all up in my head” kind of run.
“Man, my legs are tired. I really need to stick to the two days on/two days off running schedule.”
“If I’m *this* tired and we’re ‘only’ running 8.5 today, how the eff am I ever going to get through 10, 15, 20 milers once we start marathon training?”
“Is that my knee that hurts? Or am I completely making that up.”
“Nope, knee is fine, but my hips are so, so, so tight. Must stretch when we get back.”
“When are we gonna be done? This last mile and a half feels.like.forever.”
And so on, and so forth.
Physically this long run felt much tougher than it should have. I got plenty of sleep the night prior, was well hydrated, even had pizza for dinner for an added carb-boost in the AM. My body was in good shape to run today.
It was my mind that didn’t get the memo.
It was all over the place. Clearly, as evidenced by the above. And I think I’ve gotten to the root of it: the marathon looming is freaking me out.
I’m a total head case because my mind automatically goes to the miles involved in full marathon training. And right now – this brain of mine simply cannot fathom such long distances.
But really? It shouldn’t fathom such long distances (yet), nor should it be thinking that far ahead. I still have months and months until training begins for Chigago.
Right now, my eye needs to be on the near-term prize: May 6th and the Cox Providence Rhode Race half marathon.
Lesson learned from this weekend’s long run? Get that eye on the prize, shut down the mental mind games, and just go for it. Run hard, but run free. Build that mental toughness for May 6. Stop thinking about Chicago. Loads of time to be thinking about that.
Annnnnd end giant ‘note to self’ in blog post form. 😉