My marathon is about 2 days away. I shouldn’t be surprised that most people in my everyday life aren’t even aware that I am racing. Perhaps some of you don’t even know. I’ve really kept it quiet.
Once again, the Amazing Hip took on the task of coaching me. Unlike my training for Chicago, I didn’t have 10 m0nths of training to put towards my race. From the outset, I asked to limit my running to 3 quality days each week and cross-train the rest. Part way through the training season, I re-evaluated my goals further and asked Coach to back the weekly mileage down. In spite of difference, I enter into this race feeling ready. I trained hard and although I do have a few pains in my left side, I am relatively injury-free.
I realize that the amount of energy that I was able to dedicate to my training for this marathon was not optimal for a Boston qualification (BQ) attempt. Still, I do believe in miracles. If the stars were to align I might just go for it and see what happens.
Going into this race, I am relatively relaxed. I’ve taken the pressure off of myself to perform to any previously set standards. This isn’t to say that I don’t have a goal. I would love to finish this race in less than 4 hours. That said, I am mildly optimistic that I might meet that goal, perhaps set a personal record (PR), or even get that BQ I’ve been chasing.
There are factors beyond my control such as…the weather. It’s supposed to rain and that worries me some. Then, there is the fact that none of my family or friends will be out on the course.
Still, if the stars were to align…
Since I haven’t experienced it, I don’t know what a perfect race day is. Maybe it is a rainy day where your family and friends cheer you on from all around the world rather than along the race course. Maybe, on March 1st, someone will put their virtual mouse in the skies over Napa, California and right-click to arrange the stars all in a line just for me.
Maybe, it will finally be my day.