(Look at my four monkeys admiring this rainbow.)
If you follow my Instagram page, you know that the race on Saturday did NOT go well. Like at all. Like I wanted to quit SO bad and ended up finishing a full hour after I was hoping to finish.
Honestly guys, I think running marathons every two months is taking its toll. And the toll is expensive. I’m getting slower and my legs are getting heavier.
A handful of thoughts:
I’m scared to run New York in four weeks. I want to take it easy and have fun and not worry about time AT ALL. My poor legs are screaming for a break. It just might be a 5 hour brisk walk through the five boroughs of NYC
Flowers and a note from each of my kids telling me that basically I am the most awesome runner there ever was. Everyone was in their beds and I sat and cried as I read each one. B didn’t say much, but just gave me lots of hugs.
Yesterday was hard. Really really hard. And it’s still hard. It’s hard to feel like you’re investing a lot of time and effort but not seeing results. And it’s hard watching everyone around you see results that you wanted to see (although I am so crazy happy for everyone that did well yesterday… I really am!)
But really, I feel like I’m at the same spot I was on Saturday at the mile 17 marker. I want to give up SO BAD, but I don’t think I have it in me. I HAVE to get through this. I asked for a volunteer’s phone and I called Brian and he said, “I think you will hate yourself if you give up.” And he’s right. I’ll be ready to attempt my goal again. Someday.
I’m ready for a break. But not after a few more races. I’ll talk about this more later this week, but I have two world major marathons lined up in the late winter/spring (airline tickets and everything.) I’m super excited to have been drawn for them, to run them, and to be able to check them off my list of world majors accomplished (only one left after them!), so I can’t possibly back out now.
I just might possibly be ready for a coach. I think. I don’t know. Your thoughts or recommendations would be greatly appreciated. Either that or I need a major switch-up in training to shock my legs.
In awesome news:
- Yesterday was Posey’s birthday! She got her scooter and Hello Kitty doll. Posey is the spunk in my life. She’s fearless, passionate, loving, and pretty darn hilarious. We call her Pudge here at home. When she turned two, I made this video of her. I need to make another one! And following are some pictures from our little celebration…
- Second, I have the most AMAZING blog readers EVER. Last week before the race I was inundated with emails, Instagram comments, Facebook comments, all with positive and amazing heartfelt messages to little old me. I had no clue how badly I would need all of that on Saturday. And I met some pretty amazing readers at Swig that helped make up for not accomplishing my goal at the race. I had no idea that sharing my passion would bring me so much joy. You guys are all awesome.
- Finally, rainbows are a SWEET reward for surviving a storm and my rainbow is gonna come, guys. Maybe not soon, but I am an ENDURANCE athlete. Holding out and hanging on doesn’t scare me. I’m actually kinda good at it
Race Rundown coming your way tomorrow.