Here I am – 7 weeks out from my first marathon and it felt like a good time to share an update on how things are going. Dare I say it? Am I un-superstitious enough to say it?? Things are going . . . well. Pretty damn well, actually.
Now that I’ve said it to others, I’m nervous.
Okay, well, I will hope that jinxes are a myth. As I was saying, things are progressing nicely. I’ve been steadily increasing my mileage. Weeknight runs have been upped slightly and my long runs are moving up, too. I’m in the stretch of training right now where progress is quantifiable – making itself clear as I log paces, splits, and miles. Before I know it, I’ll be completing my first 20+ miler before settling in for the taper. It’s exciting and, while a bit nerve-racking, exciting wins out.
I love it when that happens.
The really great thing is that my body feels good. Attention to recovery after workouts and my overall nutrition have been paying off in supporting my training. I’ve become close friends with my foam roller, tennis balls (for managing knots in my glutes), weekly yoga cross-training sessions, and compression socks (nothing feels as good as compression socks after a long run). And, I should mention, Vega Recovery Accelerator and Performance Protein shakes are always stocked in my pantry.
I’m having a blast.
I’m nervous still, for sure. I spend too much time looking at race time estimators, doubting what they tell me I should be able to do (doubting myself). I’m still working on that.
I occasionally get upset when I feel like my tempo pace wasn’t what it could have been. I’m still working on that, too.
But, overall, I am finding myself as a runner. I am finding out what feels good, what feels right, for me. I am finding out that I am capable of a hell of a lot more than I usually give myself credit for. I am finding out that I love to run without music – tuning in instead to the sounds of my feet, my breath, the birds, even the chatter in my head. I am finding out how much this sport means to me and this is all pretty incredible.
Maybe I’m in a prolonged state of runner’s high right now, who knows? But, I hope at least some of this keeps up.
So, 7 weeks to go. I have little doubt that the next 7 weeks will be a roller coaster of running-related emotions, but I
think know I’m up for it.
P.S. I heart you Boston runners, volunteers, event organizers, cheerer-on’ers, and runners throughout the world who were there with you in spirit yesterday. May healing ensue swiftly and warmly.