I now have this fun little “countdown” app. So just prepare yourselves to see this crap more times than is even remotely necessary, because for some reason this app pleases me in the same way that looking at graphs and spreadsheets pleases me.
I suppose I have a lot on my plate in the coming months. With the marathon begins a landslide of runcations and inevitable sufferfests – the Fuego y Agua 50k, Hill Country Ragnar (ultra team), my first 50 miler, the 12 Hour Spartan Hurricane Heat, the McDowell Mountain Ragnar Relay (regular team this time – the week of I also plan to visit the Grand Canyon and run R2R). All that starting from 01 October to 07 September. I was trying to explain to a co-worker why I was hoarding all my leave instead of just taking a nice long vacation on my marathon trip to Washington when I started to explain all this stuff to her that I had to possibly reserve leave for in Oct-Nov. I’m pretty sure she didn’t understand most of what I was talking about. She just stared at me blankly for a moment while trying to find the words, then decided on an appropriate “You are going to die.”
I’m trying not to become totally neurotic about my training. Which is hard when you load up TrainingPeaks and your mid-week medium-long run has a coach’s note that reads “aim for 8:50 pace” (freaking out). I’m pretty sure Liza thinks I’m a sandbagger at this point, since I complained to her that I just wasn’t confident I could hit all these paces in the Texas heat and she kindly pointed out to me we had been running 8:30-8:45 minute miles the whole time we’d been chatting. So there’s that.
I had a friend who was a bit of a nightmare when it came to her training – she really, REALLY wanted to qualify for Boston and it made her more than a little bit neurotic. For some reason this left a serious impression on me. I have to wonder if you’re really even enjoying running anymore when you get to the point where you’re on the cusp of an unholy nervous breakdown at the very thought of trying and failing to do well at your chosen race. I want to train and do well, but I don’t want it to be a chore, or something that I don’t enjoy doing. I understand that there’s always going to be a time where I won’t particularly be thrilled about getting up and going running, but that’s just to be expected every now and again (not on the regular).
Anyone who was taking themselves entirely too seriously would probably be wise enough to tone it down on the race front (unlike me). Maybe I’m not wise enough to see something cool I want to do and tell myself that it’s probably smart to wait until next year. I guess I’m a bit of a hyperactive 12 year old on the inside when it comes to stuff like that. Waiting isn’t typically my strong suit.
Despite all my doubts, training is going well. Not perfect, but well. I need to work a bit more on my strength in some areas, but I feel a lot stronger in my running now that I’ve gone back to CrossFitting regularly. The ever-present battle there is balancing CrossFit and running in such a way that I have something other than limp noodles for legs on days I have to run after CrossFit days. I’ve been trying to counter this by running in the morning and then going right to CrossFit afterwards. I want to try and keep up with writing about my training here in the blog, and since we’re going to be doing a blog-o-rama for a while…I think it’ll give me something to ramble about.
I was going to write more, but it’s getting late and I have to run in the morning (8:50 m/m are you serious?)… On a completely unrelated note, Buzzfeed published this article of potential funniest gifs of all time, and it is a very important thing that you might need in your life.