Here is the short version of the last 6 months: I completed that Half Ironman and it was epic. I volunteered at Ironman and it was epic. I participated in my first ever back country trail run as part of an ultra marathon relay team and it was... epic.
The not so epic highlights: I tore my calf muscle in July and spent about 4-5 weeks off running, killing my plans for a fall marathon. I've put on a bit of weight... take it easy, we're talking 6 lbs or so over where I had settled, perhaps a little more since it is post-Halloween... and have re-engaged my trainer. And I ran the Victoria Half Marathon 3 weekends ago, hoping for a sub-2 hour time and, although I managed a PR, I was 4 minutes and 32 seconds too slow to claim the longed for sub-2.
So then what happened? 4 or 5 days later, while killing time (read: counting down the seconds) in my final wall sit of my workout, I got the bright idea that I could try for that sub-2 again at an upcoming half just a couple of weeks away. And with energy levels and blood sugar low, while making dinner, before I could really think through the idea, I registered.
So here we are. Tomorrow is race day. I've gone through the routine: drank way more water than I wanted, eaten a light pasta dinner, compiled a playlist, set up the Garmin, timing chip on my shoe, rummaged through my running clothes trying to land on what will
Will I get the sub-2? Good question. My coach says if I'm willing to suffer out there, I might pull it off. Will I at least PR? Another good question. The truth is: I'm tired, my knees hurt, and I feel fat. I feel like my belly is a pillowcase full of Halloween treats. I bought a couple of new songs on iTunes for my playlist, some Yurbuds, and new running threads, hoping to give myself a little energizing boost. But... I still feel very "meh" about tomorrow. Not nervous, just "meh". And that's not the attitude of someone who is pumped up, ready to suffer and fight their way to a sub-2. Hopefully by morning, I'll get there. A crisp, sunny day with no wind might help. So would that time machine.
But PR or no PR, sub-2 or not, tomorrow will be a good gauge of whether racing half marathons 3 weeks apart makes for good fun. Because the day after launching a plan to get a girls trip to Vegas next November to run the strip at night, the Rock'n'Roll Marathon peeps announced a Vancouver Half next year! In October. The runs are 3 weeks apart. Coincidence? I think not. Doesn't that sound... epic?
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