“How are you feeling?” [about the marathon next week]
”Like I hope I get hit by a bus so I don’t have to race.”
The dramatics are high, energy is low, and my confidence is MIA. It’s been too long to remember if this is normal taper activity or if I’m actually really in bad shape for Sunday.
Physically, honestly, I don’t feel great. Granted I ran double 50 mile weeks and my highest monthly mileage ever (185), but the fatigue and dead legs seem a bit skewed in respect. Plus there have been no redeeming qualities from any of my runs the past two weeks – my long runs have been absolute death marches, speed work feels harder than it should, and I can’t remember the last solid tempo I had.
But I’m healthy! Uninjured! Have not been hit by a bus!
I’m going to give myself a few days to try and put the pieces together, and if nothing forms then fuck it the pieces are all going in the ocean and I’m showing up on Sunday with a hair up my ass and a do-or-die game plan. I’ll need quite a few stars to align (ahem, all of them) in order to reach my BQ goal, but I don’t want to spend the next week analyzing my training log to try and pull some magically arbitrary number I “should” be able to run from the depths between its cells to comfort my nerves. 1) the expectation pressure will make me feel worse and 2) excel doesn’t have a formula for that anyway.
Luckily Super Pacer Dave will be there with me – he’s really smart and wasn’t just handed the nickname, so I’ll give him the reins to gauge my effort and adapt the plan as we go. I don’t even think I’m going to wear Garming (haha, bc it’s still dead)! How’s that for breaking up with one dependence and promptly handing it over to some(one) else?
Anyway, so far my “race strategy” email to SPD looks like this :
“Run me hard but don’t let me actually keel over and die. Be mean to me, but wary of 20+mi Homicidal Sarah.”
So, LOL GUESS WE JUST WAIT AND SEE!
Week Nine (8/25-31)
Su – 14 mi, partial with Margot, first ever mid-run puke (not effort-based) Not really so fun. ||| M – 2mi shakeout + 20min easy bike ||| Tu – 5ish at Crystal Cove with the new OC Run Club (next meeting 9/10 – come join!) ||| W – off ||| Th – 7mi fartlek * ||| F – 45min hard SUP ||| Sa – 45min easy dirt path
= 33 total, about 8 fewer than planned
Oh and I suppose I owe a Booze/Sugar Detox update :
The good news is I’ve managed to stay clean the first week. Big win in the discipline department! The bad news is bloat, cravings, and general ickiness have already significantly decreased so this bullshit plan is working and I’m so sad about it. I mean, great for the race but sucks for life in general. Booze and sugar why can’t you just play nicer with my body?