Wednesday, August 13, 2008

What a Difference 2 Weeks Can Make...

To catch up, I’ve actually had a great 2 ½ weeks of running. My weekday runs are fast and enjoyable once I’m out there. The last 2 long runs, 15 and 16 miles, were challenging at the end, but I felt pretty good throughout. I attribute some of it to the Gu. I never realized how important it is to take in those calories. Of course I’ve done it many times, but it’s been awhile since my mileage has been high enough to require it. I'm also convinced that the lower humidity has been really helpful. It was even a little chilly yesterday morning.

The lack of soreness in my legs is shocking. What’s up with that? Could it be that I’ve started taking a multi-vitamin religiously? I think that’s the only thing I’m doing differently. Not that it doesn't feel heavenly to have someone rub them, but they aren't achy like they have been the last few weeks. The human body is amazing.

I can’t believe there are only 9 weeks left. Where has the summer gone? The big 20 and 22 milers are looming, but I feel confident that I can make it through. I’m still not convinced I can make the 3:45 that I need to qualify, but I’m going to try. I’m still just pumped about having an excuse to visit Chicago!

The last 2 weeks have been better for me with regard to the relationships with my friends. I think I had prolonged PMS in July-no joke. I was overly sensitive and defensive with everyone. It was probably a combination of stresses that have now taken a different shape and are more manageable. RS reminded me how important it is to keep my mental focus on my goal. She said that she totally believes that I can do it physically. To paraphrase, I just have to get my head right. Her list of positive influences and situations in my life brought me back to one of the reasons I decided to commit to this marathon. My relationships with my close friends are so important to me. Right or wrong, I need that feedback and validation from people who care about me and I need to give them what I have to offer. I've resigned myself to it. That's how I'm wired. The downside is that I think the intensity with which I feel that need, is unique. I have to accept that people will always disappoint-not intentionally, but it happens. Even so, I can't stop flood of emotion I have for the friends that I love. *sigh* Life lessons...