I’ve noticed myself becoming out of breath in the short runs around the block. It’s been scary to think that I might not be able to run farther than 1 mile at a time without stopping. It’s been 12 days since my last real run. Nobody is counting, right? Oh yeah, I am. Besides becoming noticeably out of shape in a mere two weeks, I’ve been more irritable as well. It all goes to show that I need my runs.
So, today, I laced up my running shoes for a run without my furry friends. It was humbling, and encouraging at the same time. I also pulled out my 2008 calendar to count the weeks until the Napa Valley Marathon. There are only nine weeks until race day and I am registered. I know that I haven’t mentioned this before. This is probably because the act of registering was impulsive and without forethought. I also should add that I have only the goal of finishing in mind.
Of course, you know me better than that. I can say that I only want to finish the race, but I know that I will want more once the race day arrives. How can you strive towards Boston Qualification (BQ) over and over and then just give up? Well, regardless of what happens in my training, and on race day, do know that I have not given up. I am just planning to scale down my training to allow for my new life’s demands (my new job, bereavement support groups, the puppy, single mommy-hood, etc). I am hoping to be ready to announce my attack race by summer. Until then, I am just trying to keep some sanity going.