I am freaking out. I have 30 days until my full marathon. EEEEEEEP!!!
Rationally, I know I shouldn’t be so worried. I have (mostly) followed my training plan. My long runs are getting easier and my recovery from long runs is taking less time. I have a plan for how I am going to run this: I am going to walk through every aid station for a little recovery and must continue walking until I have finished hydrating/fueling. I have a hotel room booked so I don’t have to wake up at 3 am to be able to get to downtown Seattle and that I can walk to and crash in after the race (hello, room service!). I have a check list of everything I need to pack to take with me. I even have a VIP Potty Pass from Brooks. I’m pretty much prepared… but I’m still freaking out.
It isn’t the distance in and of itself. It’s the distance in the race setting. One thing I realized with my last two half marathons is that even when I have an intention of pacing myself a certain way, I absorb the energy from all of those other runners and get caught up in it. I want to run with all of them, not just run, but keep up. Even though we’re all there for different reasons, we all share the drive – push and finish. It’s a powerful experience and I love it when it overtakes my body. It’s a high! Only sometimes, it’s not in my best interest to allow it to.
I have a plan – for the next month leading up to Rock ‘n’ Roll Seattle, I am going to run as much as I can without music so that I can work on my mental strength. I’m also going to do more yoga on my off days – P90X is going to have to wait. Yoga is something that I love and hate to do. I love the idea of yoga, I love how I feel after yoga but I hate actually doing yoga. My mind wants to quit because yoga is so much about pacing yourself. You don’t bounce from pose to pose, you breathe and move with your breath. It’s that yoga mentality that I need to work on embracing.
I also need to work on trust. I need to trust that my training plan will get me there. I need to trust in my body – that it is strong enough. That I have conditioned it properly. That it WILL NOT FAIL ME. And that when the time comes and I’m standing in my corral ready to go, I must trust that I have the mental strength and control not to let myself get lost in the race energy but to run my own race, listening to my body and pacing myself the way I need to.
30 more days. 16 more training runs. Lots of deep breaths.
My racing friends: what race scared you the most before you did it? How did you get your mind right? And how do you get yourself to SLEEP the nights before race day?
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