The clock is ticking. That marathon is getting closer. Less than five weeks. Tonight has been a short speed work session. We were supposed to be going into Launceston to run with The Running Group but due to an expectant Mummy Cow that Pauly had to be midwife to, we didn’t manage to be ready in time. Instead we went for a zoom around the river track in Deloraine, around anticlockwise then clockwise with a warm up and cool down thrown in.
It was quiet. We ran in the dark and it felt WONDERFUL! I loved every step of that run tonight.
This is in complete contrast to our run on Sunday. Those 28kms I was so looking forward to, turned out to be pure slog and torture. My running mates zoomed around and loved it; they finished 20 minutes in front of me. I finally shook them off at the 21km mark.
What went wrong on Sunday?
- It was hot
- For some reason I couldn’t get my breathing under control
- 4.5kms into the run (yes, just 4.5kms – not even a parkrun – in) I thought I’d like to stop
- I drank too much water at the drink stops and my stomach sloshed and Shrek-like noises were plentiful
- I was tired and nothing wanted to work
- I let negative thoughts take over my positive ones
BUT I did get it done. I did finish those 28kms. 28km run I want a rematch!!! I want to make friends with you!!! I said to Pauly that evening that I want to do the 28km run again on Friday. He said that it wasn’t a good idea; he said to stick to the training program. He said it was just a glitch and not to worry. Ummm. Not worry about a bad 28km with a marathon less than five weeks away? Easier said than done.
Monday night I went to Outside Fit and while I took it easier than usual I still did everything we were asked to do. We did a tabata workout with 20 seconds on and 10 seconds rest with eight repeats. I managed to crank out five full burpees each 20 seconds amongst other things. That’s not too bad. Then tonight a 5km speed work session and it felt wonderful. Yes, that 28km run must be a glitch.
Recently I did a workshop for those who work in social services. It was looking at how to deal with client issues, how to be caring and kind but not to let our clients’ troubles affect us. I learnt about something called the Third Space. In the Third Space we readjust, let go and get on with things (my interpretation). We don’t hold onto the things that went wrong, ruminate, marinate, over analyse or make a mountain from a mole hill. Instead we let go and prepare for the next battle, the next issue, or indeed the next run.
28kms you taught me that I have a long way to go with mental toughness. You taught me that perhaps when Pauly wanted to run with me I should have taken him up on the offer instead of worrying that I am too slow. You taught me that even though I feel defeated by you that in fact I am stronger because of you. 28kms I am going to run you and then I’m going to run an extra 14.2kms and finish a marathon in less than five weeks.
I can. I am. I will.
Fighting words? Yes. Do I believe them? I am going to try. I’m not going to let a bad run spoil my training. It’s done, it’s behind and now I’m moving forwards.
Happy running 🙂