I had to leave work early yesterday. Seriously.
The combination of pms, exhaustion and confusion got to me and I was that girl trying to pretend I was yawning and that’s why there were tears streaming down my face. “I swear, it was a yawn, not me obsessing over 90 seconds.”
I am full of emotion. I go from one extreme to the next. I am pissed and eager to get running. I am sad that I have been talking about this race since January, 10 months ago…and something like a rookie mistake of not properly fueling is what (I believe) held me from reaching my goal.
I know that I am new to marathon running. This was #3. My first two experiences were all about simply crossing the finish line. This one meant more to me. This one I was running to reach a goal. A big PR and BQ. Yes, I hit one of two goals and I will eventually be super proud and happy with that, but it will take time. That’s fair, at least in my book.
I am not saying a 3:36:35 marathon is bad. HELL NO. If you told me at the end of last year that I would run a marathon anywhere in the 3:30’s I would have told your you’re crazy. I never thought that I would be able to pull those kind of numbers.
This race…this whole training cycle really…has turned me into a believer. I know I can BQ. I have it in me. And I swear I will be done obsessing and stop with these super emo posts
I learned a lot about junk miles and how they can do more harm than good.
I learned how crucial cross-training is.
Whether I like it or not, I also learned that my body can’t handle high-intensity and high-mileage.
In a perfect world I would be able to run 50 mile weeks and go to CrossFit 3 times a week. I am no Emily though, my body can’t handle that much and it showed. When I started to focus on running, working with a coach, working towards one goal of running a fast marathon I started to notice the difference. I was able to reach the paces I needed during workouts. Being able to run for 2 hours was never my problem. Being able to run for 2 hours at a pace that is uncomfortable for me was my problem. After Sundays performance, I can definitely say I am able to run at an uncomfortable pace for a lot longer than I ever thought possible.
Like I said, yes this is only marathon #3… but another HUGE difference with this compared to the other 2 I have run?
I am itching to get back out there
For my other races, before I even crossed the finish line I was saying I will never EVER do another marathon and I have no desire to run ANYTIME soon.
Not this one. I have unfinished business. There is a fire lit under my ass. Less than 48 hours later and I am already searching for what my next marathon will be, new sneakers have already been ordered and I am doing everything I can to help recover from the race so I can get out there and run. Not even for time or a pace… I just love to run. And I am looking forward to my next run, already.
A painful everything won’t allow me to run for a
few days weeks I don’t know how long. I did an easy swim yesterday and plan the same thing today. My knees, quads and even toe nails are still in pain. yes, pain, not just achy…pain. But I am doing anything I can to speed up the recovery process. I won’t rush it because staying healthy and not getting injured is my number one priority right now.
But I am ready. I am ready to run, to sweat…and I am ready for redemption.