This Week’s Wrap-up: Feeling All the Emojis
This week, I will be only 2 months away from the NYC Marathon! It’s gettin’ real, y’all.
Last year, as I was training for my first marathon, I wasn’t sure I could actually finish a marathon, much less do it upright. I was googling gurney availability. lol. Seriously. I had heard so many horror stories of runner’s injuries during training or before and during the race that I wasn’t sure whether I would make it through training to the starting line. And then during the race…soooo much can happen that I wasn’t sure what I had signed up for… whether I would vomit from too much gel or too little gel mixed with Gatorade (oh no not the lemon lime flavor!!!) or whether I would soil myself during the race so badly that I would WANT to die of embarrassment. I read about it. It’s for real.
Now, I know that I can finish a marathon upright, even if I have to walk the whole thing, but I’m anxious about getting to the starting line of such a big race in time, with all my things and remember where to go and what to do when. I missed getting to the proper corral of the Houston Marathon this year that we got booted out to the next corral. And we were literally steps away from the corral when they closed it. Bad planning on my part! The mass transportation they have at NYC makes me worried the same will happen again, but I’m vowing to be earlier this time.
Then, there’s the usual emotions:
- Excitement: This is going to be great! Big race! Lots of crowd support!
- Fear: Ack! It’s a big race!!!?!?!?! Why did I do this??
- Doubt: What if I’m not ready?!?! I’ll never be ready!
- Anxiety: What’s this new ache over here??? That wasn’t there about two minutes ago.
- Cautious optimism: That run was pretty good. I can do this. Keep plugging away.
- Overzealousness: OMG. Foam rolling. Check. Post-run yoga. Check. Extra Fluids. Check.
- Fatigue: I didn’t foam roll last night. Or stretch. Are these clothes from yesterday?
- Disappointment: That.run.sucked.
- Overconfidence: Um, yea, I’ll take the two deluxe tacos, a coffee, a milkshake, and two… no, three churros, please. I just ran 15 miles, so… I need the protein…..and the carbs. All of them.
- Fatigue: I’ll just take a nap after pulling on this compression sock….zzzzzz
All these emotions come through and make me want to burst at the starting line, but in the meantime, I’m trying to keep them to a low murmur.
This week, I did 61.7 miles total, with 49 miles of running. Another good week of training. I love the new Garmin watch! The battery lasts forever!!! I don’t have to charge it every day. I don’t wear it all the time, but when I do, it tracks everything including my steps, which I was curious to see. My job as an editor and writer is pretty sedentary, and although I try to get up a lot, I forget. But, I’m happy to report on many days I was getting well over 10,000 steps, and every hour or so when it doesn’t detect any activity, it buzzes with a MOVE! reminder. I like that it easily tracked the distances of different intervals with a button instead of the touch screen.
I’m not skilled in photographing while running. I’m not sure how so many bloggers don’t get blurry pictures. Maybe I need to take a class? This was during Fridays 8-mile run.
Tuesday, I did intervals of 400, 800, and a mile repeats.
Thursday, it was tempo run. I started to feel the beginnings of a cold and a husky voice. My 7 mile run when alright, but I was breathing hard, so much so, that I startled my friend as I came from behind with my heavy panting. I made several soups this week, drank lots of fluids, took some extra zinc and vitamin C, plus get some extra rest. By Saturday, I could feel the congestion in my head. It wasn’t too bad at the start of my 18-miler, but I didn’t feel 100%. Luckily, you breathe through your mouth during running!
On Saturdays, The Brazos Valley Runegades (my running group) meet at the local running store, Brazos Running Company, to start the run. This Saturday, we had the first Aggie home football game, so we dressed up for a picture before the run. Running on campus is a nice change of pace from running in the suburbs.
I had 18 miles on the plan, and Lesley, my usual partner in crime, was away, so I ran them all solo. To make it fun, I chronicled my 18-miler my re-enacting some emojis:
Later on Saturday, we enjoyed the football game!