As you can probably guess I am not running the Chicago marathon right now, but a bunch of other bloggers are and I have a tab open on my computer with their bib numbers and tracking info listed. I've never been so proud of people I don't really know! All of their training, packing, worrying, planning, prepping all leading up to today. Good job all of you! I'm excited to hear all of your reactions and reflections.
I was up early this morning to get a 9 mile run in. I missed it yesterday due to poor sleep planning and some weird stomach/head feelings. There has been some gross stuff going around the office so I decided to take advantage of there being 2 days in a weekend. Interesting though that as I was doing laundry which is conveniently located near where the treadmill lives, I thought to myself that I really wanted to just hop on and run a couple miles. Then I remembered that I have to do more than just a couple and got that stressed out feeling I get when I start worrying about distance. Yes, I have run 9 miles before. Yes, it is only 1 more mile than what I ran last weekend. No, this shouldn't be that big of deal. Running is such a mental thing for me I am constantly battling the amazing, want-to-run-all-the-time quit-my-job-to-become-a-race-director-or-just-all-the-time-runner feelings with the equally intense feelings of self-doubt and anxiety, of worrying if I can even get 3 miles out or up and down a hill. Wherever they come from, I have to remind myself it's all in my head and that's the place that seems to dictate whether I have a good run or not. I'm a terrible salesman in real life, but to myself I can twist and turn any run into the best or worst I've ever had. Today I tried to just focus on taking it easy for the first part and if I had anything left around 7 miles I could pick it up.
10/11: 9 miles, avg pace 9:08, 1:22 total time
My plan was altered a little because my usually lightly busy running path formed an actual pack of runners all about my pace starting at around my mile 6. I tried to ignore the first guy and focus on my own run, but after 4 of us were jammed together I flipped a little into race strategy zone. I let everyone pass me and settled in the back and then one by one every one either stopped to check their phone, re-tie their shoe or just took a little drop in pace. As I passed the last guy I actually heard him say "woah" because I think he forgot I was there. It was a pretty fun end to a usually solo run for me. There are absolutely no bragging rights earned here though since I have no idea for what the other runners were running. The guy I passed looked like he was on a particularly long run, so I'm guessing my faster finish of 9 miles was nothing to his possible 20 miles.
I'm looking forward to another week of training for the November half. I'm happy to be running a little longer each week, adding some of strength training here and there, and enjoying these last few beautiful days of fall.
Good job to all the runners today!