I did another race today, a half marathon in Burnaby (around Burnaby Lake). Hated it the entire time, I couldn't run as fast as I wanted, my legs felt like crap, I didn't have any fuel in the tank (mainly because I drank Saturday night and was hung over most of the day on Saturday) and I've spent the last few Sundays running with at least two other people, so, boring as well! Good training for the full though, mainly because I'll need to run on my own, remind myself to have gels, to drink, that its ok, that I'll be fine and that I'll cross the finish line, even if its not the time I wanted (like today, I wanted 2 hours 30, I think I got 2 hours 37 so its still 20 minutes faster than last year).
One of my friends running it said the same thing, she did FANTASTIC but she forgot to walk (we do 10 and 1's), forgot her gels, forgot to drink, was bored out of her mind and was thinking about all the stuff she had to do at work to distract herself. When that same thing happened to me I started visualizing that I was in Whistler finishing Ironman through the trails, then when that didn't work I put on my bellydance music and started coming up with a new routine, that distracted me for a while, until the toe pain came back.
Running, really, why do we do this to ourselves! That was what I was thinking after I hurt myself, why the hell am I doing this, why don't I just quit and start doing nice little 5kms, I could just work on my 5km pace, get really fast, maybe do one in 28 or 29 minutes, that'd be nice. But no, I have to get it into my brain that maybe one day I'll be running an ultra marathon (that's what I'm possibly thinking of trying next year. OK, I'm sure if one of my friends said they were signing up for an Ultra next year I'd also be signing up without questioning it, that's how I signed up for Ironman!)
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