Training has been rough to say the least. Our winter here was so harsh that I found myself running on a treadmill more than I care to admit. I pushed through though and logged mile after mile. Things were going as well as could be expected. Then about 3.5 weeks ago my right shin started screaming at me. I ended up taking a week completely off from running. Thankfully, I was able to bike without pain and logged some serious mileage. The second week I slowly started adding some running back in. I felt like I was walking a fine line. I didn't want to overdo it but mentally needed to be back to running mileage. It's been a process. It hasn't been helped by the fact that my left shin began acting up some once I returned to running. Yep, fun times.
I'm nowhere near where I would like to be for race day. I really wanted to kick butt at this marathon but I'm trying to keep my expectations realistic. I've had a lot of setbacks and I don't feel close to top form. If my legs continue to allow me to run than I think it will mentally help me. I am just fearful of the (running) fitness I lost by biking instead of running.
Last week I logged 44 miles of running and 36 miles of biking. This included a 16 mile run that I really didn't think was possible beforehand. I was seriously in tears the morning of. Running is hard. Somehow though, after a few prayers, I started running and continued running for 16 miles. Was it my best performance? No. Did it feel more difficult than my previous long run? Yes. I was thrilled when I saw that I kept a 9:12 pace though. I was just running an easy, manageable pace. So that inspired a little hope in my soul.
As I've mentioned on other social media outlets, I'm just mentally and emotionally all out of sorts. In 6ish weeks I'm heading westward for Alaska. I'm struggling with the thought of leaving my family of friends on the east coast and being further from our families in Missouri. Military life is hard. The stress of moving has been quite burdensome. I have felt completely drained almost every day for weeks. Hence the lack of blog posts.Whereas I usually dread taper madness, I fully welcome it this time. I have so many things I have postponed doing because of lack of time and energy. So if anyone wants to come help me sort through stuff...let me know.
Yesterday I was able to sleep in and then lounge in the morning. I have a to-do list that is ever growing but I needed a couple hours of peace. I finally pumped myself up enough to get outside for my 10 mile tempo run. Oh and I had to wear leggings and a long sleeve top since winter never wants to leave.
My plan called for a 1 mile warmup, 10 miles at goal marathon pace, and a 1 mile cool down. Since I have no idea what my adjusted goal marathon pace is, I decided to just stick with my A goal pace. My warm up mile was achy. My head was a hot mess. I started seeing snap shots in my head of all the good times I've had here on the east coast. Which made me very happy and sad all at once. The sun was shining and I tried to give praise and list off things that I am thankful for. It helped to put me in a more positive mood. I kept hearing my Garmin beep as I ticked off another mile. It was very windy at times but I kept pushing onward. When I hit my 9th mile I was feeling depleted of energy. Note to self: Eat more. Eat better. I told myself that I could do it. That I only had to run 2 more at a decent pace and then I could slow it down. So that's what I did. Tears practically forming as I envisioned crossing the finish line of the marathon in a few weeks. I completed the run and found out I had ran a bit faster than intended. Oh well, it felt good.
May 3rd is not far away. Yikes. I can't believe it. I hope my legs can carry me the 26.2 miles once again.
When the race is over I'm going to start thinking about the various states I can log some miles in during our trip out west. I may have a little plan to run at least a mile in every state we drive through (that I have not yet ran in).
Oh and don't forget that we'll be volunteering at the start of the Boston Marathon again this year. Send thoughts and prayers for everyone running, volunteering, and spectating. It's going to be a beautiful day.