Looking back on my many years of running (around 8 years or so), I feel that I have come a long way in various ways.
Seeing my body as more than just something to hate because of its many flaws was probably one of the biggest hurdles. I began to see the strength in my legs and heart, and the potential to accomplish big goals (both physical and mental).
I trained for four months and set out to BQ at the Mountains 2 Beach Marathon… and I did it! This was in 2014.
Fast forward 2.5 years, and I am about 8 pounds heavier (some fat, some muscle), married, and working full time.
I am a long way off from being in “race shape” or being in a life situation that supports high mileage training, but I have set my sights on Boston again. In reality, I think I just need an excuse to justify flying all the way to Boston to eat those cannolis from Mike’s Pastry again:
In reality, I don’t think my very next race (Pony Express Marathon, which is super flat) will necessarily be the one where I BQ, though I am hoping I just get close. If I can get myself to somewhere around 3:35, that’d be awesome. I think it’s going to happen on the second race of this year (California International Marathon)… but in any case, I will be trying my darnedest to stick to the Hansons Marathon Method plan.
I missed a few workouts, but I was determined to at least get in my first tempo workout. In the Hansons Marathon Method, the tempo workout consists of a number of miles run at race pace. I am aiming for a race pace around 8:10 (or right under it).
This morning, it was absolutely perfect for a run! Cool, sunny, almost no wind. I started with three warm up miles, then got to work on the 6 mile tempo. I was fine with the first two tempos, but I started to struggle on the third one. It felt HARD to keep the pace right under 8:10.
I had come back for water at that point and could have decided to go home. I was super tempted to call it a day and end it with 3 tempo miles, making up excuses for why I cut the tempo short, but I knew that I would come to regret that decision. I pushed on and went for the following three tempo miles. It was hard, but I felt empowered as I got through each mile at the goal pace!
6 mile tempos: 8:08, 8:03, 8:05, 8:08, 8:04, 8:02.
I ended with three blissful cool down miles, a wee bit too proud of how I got over the excuses and finished the whole workout.
I am a long way off from where I should be, but I will continue to do my best, not getting completely derailed if there are setbacks and failures.
One thing I will have to get under control is my food consumption. I tend to eat a whole lot of sweets, or too much foods, even when I am not working out a whole lot. I’m not going to track calories or anything, but I will try to take pictures of everything I eat so that it creates awareness in myself.
Again, having had many eating disorders in the past, it really isn’t a good idea for me to be super obsessed with tracking number of calories or the number on the scale. Taking pictures? It has certainly worked on most days to make me think twice again certain foods I eat AND to incorporate more fruits and veggies into my meals.
Another day of eats:
Have you ever taken a long hiatus from some kind of activity and then worked hard to get back into it?
Any big goals for this year?