Right now, I am sitting on the plane to Boston. According to Ramsey, it is the fittest flight he has ever been on, as 75% of this flight appears to be people running on Monday. His comment made me laugh, but it is totally true! Surely we will arrive a little early due to the low weight we are carrying 🙂
Anyway…as I am sitting here on this plane, I wanted to take a moment (or shall I say, blog post) to reflect on my Boston journey.
It is crazy to me that Boston is finally here. It feels like forever ago that I qualified for this race and celebrated my BQ.
When I ran my first marathon in December 2011, I didn’t know what to expect. I had no doubts that I could do it, but there were little expectations on how fast I could run that 26.2 miles. Halfway through that race, I knew I could (and would) BQ it. And when I crossed the finish line in 3:32:06, I was a very happy girl.
Since that race, I haven’t really had another awesome marathon experience. Marathon #2, Chicagoland in May ’12, was probably the most painful experience of my life (mentally and physically). Until I experienced that race, I never knew how horrible running could feel. And while that was a terrible experience, I learned many lessons that day and never lost my determination.
Marathon #3, Dallas ’12, was also a bit of a heartbreaker. While I am still really happy with myself on what I as able to overcome, my heart was sad from not being able to run how I trained and not feeling satisfied with the finish.
When it came time to start training for Boston, I will not lie and say I was excited and motivated and thrilled. In fact, I was the complete opposite. I only had a month off between
NYC Dallas training and Boston training and I didn’t feel prepared to start it all again. While many people would be fine with that, I am not one of them. I need my rest and my breaks from the strict schedule. I was suffering from a textbook case of mental burnout.
I decided that the best way to get myself out there again was to not admit I was actually training for another marathon. Stacy and Diana would tell me what we were running, and what time to be there. On days we didn’t run together, I would just wing a workout and do whatever I felt like.
This strategy went on for about a month of training. And it worked. I was slowly able to get myself in the training groove and get excited for the workouts. I was also able to start thinking more and more about Boston. It is sad (and annoying) that it took me so long to get excited about one of the BEST races you can run. I think in the back of my mind I was still thinking about the NYC experience and how sad I felt when it was canceled. I didn’t want to get let down again, so I just didn’t really think about it.
But these last couple weeks have been a new mindset, and new attitude. And I cannot freaking wait to run this race on Monday!
I couldn’t be more OK with the fact that this race will not be my fastest marathon, and I won’t be coming home with a PR. For me, running Boston is not about the time the clock says. It is about the experience. And it is about running the entire way with two of the most amazing people in my life.
We have put in the miles to get here, and done some hard workouts to make sure we can make it the 26.2 miles to the finish. And once we are done, we will celebrate our asses off for what we just accomplished.
The goal for Monday is between 3:50 and 4:00 hours. But we will be happy with any time we run. The time will not control the day, the experience will.
Some of my favorite races have been ones where I just relaxed, ran how I felt and soaked in the experience. And that is exactly how I will be running on Monday morning!
Thank you to everyone that has supported me and encouraged me through this journey. Your kinds words have meant so much!
If you want to track me on Monday, my bib number is 14445.
Until the next post….