Distance: 8 mi
Time: 1:08:20
I woke up a wee bit early this morning because I knew that, since I ran less than 12 hours ago, I would need some more food before I ran. Do you know how hard it is to maintain enough coordination to spread cold peanut butter (homemade!! mmmmmm….) on a piece of toast at 4:45 in the freakin’ A.M.??? I crammed what was left of the mess down my piehole and added some apple juice and declared victory. Sometimes any landing you can walk away from is a good one…
The usual suspects showed up for the run this morning along with one wide, bleary eyed newbie that I’m sure was thinking the same thing I did my first time… “What on earth are all these idiots doing here this early in the morning?” …actually, it’s a question I still ask myself from time to time. I’m sure glad they are there, though…
Well, it’s official. The season of panic and self doubt has begun. Most of the training has been completed and many people have marathons or big triathlons that they have been prepping for. Now the months of training are coming to an end and many of them are in their tapers. Around here we have the Heart of America marathon this weekend (one of the oldest, toughest and cheapest ($25) marathons you will ever run… I dare ya…), St. Charles marathon on the 16th and the club triathlon national championships (which CMC has been national champions of for 3 of the last 4 years) in Innsbrook, MO. next month as well. All I heard all morning was how people don’t think they are ready and how they haven’t made their distances yet, etc. I can definitely empathize. Although I am on track to meet my goals, I have not made a couple of distances and it was a horrible feeling. Nothing destroys your confidence quicker than a long walk back to the car. I want to say something. Maybe bark a little encouragement at them or something. But my lack of confidence in my running experience keeps me from it. I have done nothing to prove myself as a runner other than sticking to a plan. I want to go to the St. Charles marathon and support my running buddy, Kathy, as she tries for her goal of running a marathon before she is fifty (she’s 47 and she will do fine, but she’s nervous), but I don’t want to put extra pressure on her so I haven’t asked… Is that a weird way to think?
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