So I signed up for a 10 mile race in February. Figured I needed something to train for and wanted to do a race before I go away for my elective in March. For the record, I haven't run 10 miles since I was living in Revelstoke approximately 4 years ago. And I haven't really been running much lately, just short interval sessions, but no distance. Then I realised the race was in 2 weeks, panicked and registered for a 1/2 marathon trail race at the end of the month. Seems I felt like registering for races = training for races.
The other twisted logic I recall having at the time was well, if I am running 10 miles on the 12th I might as well run 13 miles on the 26th. Again, there are some major holes in that line of reasoning. Especially if you can't actually do the former.
But then I think the little voice that makes sense piped up and said, you did a 4h and 38 min adventure race in November, how bad could only running for a couple of hours be??
And that was when the true value of thrashing my body all around for the Sea to Summit finally came to light. For the rest of my life I will have to compare all acts of athleticism to that day, and pretty much nothing is going to be that much of a challenge--so why not go for it?? Sweet. Why not, indeed.
So today I tested the waters (or rather, the pavement) and went for a 10.8 mile run just to see if I could do it. And I could! (At the pace of anvil-dragging snails mind you, but determined anvil-dragging snails.) So maybe I won't die in the Irish countryside this February from a cardiac catastrophe. Hell, maybe I'll even enjoy myself!
The other twisted logic I recall having at the time was well, if I am running 10 miles on the 12th I might as well run 13 miles on the 26th. Again, there are some major holes in that line of reasoning. Especially if you can't actually do the former.
But then I think the little voice that makes sense piped up and said, you did a 4h and 38 min adventure race in November, how bad could only running for a couple of hours be??
And that was when the true value of thrashing my body all around for the Sea to Summit finally came to light. For the rest of my life I will have to compare all acts of athleticism to that day, and pretty much nothing is going to be that much of a challenge--so why not go for it?? Sweet. Why not, indeed.
So today I tested the waters (or rather, the pavement) and went for a 10.8 mile run just to see if I could do it. And I could! (At the pace of anvil-dragging snails mind you, but determined anvil-dragging snails.) So maybe I won't die in the Irish countryside this February from a cardiac catastrophe. Hell, maybe I'll even enjoy myself!
4 comments:
suddenly four miles for my half marathon training today doesn't seem so bad. here i go...
Excellent news! I'm in the process of training for a marathon in April, so if you want the ear of someone who knows your pain I'm happy to listen!
Bon chance and I look forward to being envious/ impressed with your times ;)
Megan--Four miles is nothing to sneeze at!! When I got back from Canada in Jan I pooped out at 15 mins on the treadmill. Today the planets were just aligned. Good luck with your training!
AB--Gah. Marathon. Good for you! That is one beast I have yet to tackle! Though I must admit that today was the first time I ever thought--"hmm....marathon??"
I'll tell you now that you (nor anyone) will ever be impressed with my times. Did you not read the part about my anvil-dragging snail pace???
I just plod along, praying my knees don't explode. :D Can't wait to hear how your race goes! Should come to Ireland for one of our beauteous races. Dingle? Connemara?
All I can say is - you rock!
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