The end of last week stumbled by with Berkeley Lululemon Run Club, Hot Yoga, a 3 mile jaunt, an unintentional Saturday rest day (sometimes real-life is a struggle) and then my first 20+ run of this training cycle.
Sunday 4/27
21 miles
7:43 pace
Monday 4/28
3 miles
Tuesday 4/29
Fever (!!) ..stuck in bed
and this ended up being my evening:
Trader Joe's Salad & Born To Run |
Wednesday 4/30
6+ miles tempo
Berkeley Run Club
Thursday 5/1
(make-up from Tuesday)
7 x hill + 2.5 miles there and back
Friday 5/2
5 miles
My long run last weekend was most notable because I was actively trying to regulate my pace as consistently as possible. This was a test-run of what I can hold in my gas tank. Finishing 21 miles in 2 hours and 38 minutes means that even if I drop down to 8:10 minute mile pace for the last 5+ miles, I would still qualify for Boston in under 3:30. You would think I would be STOKED on this realization, but if I'm being honest, as I've vowed to be on this blog, I'm not counting my chickens just yet.
A marathon race is a funny thing because anything can happen. I've seen pulled muscles, over-exhaustion, bonking out, loss of controlled bodily function, tears, vomit, and even heard about a femur snapping in 3 places at mile 12 of a casual half marathon - and the alum from my sorority who I was talking to was only 25 years old when that happened! Basically, a race is crazy little universe all of its own and when you're a marathon race newbie like me, you've got to go into it with nothing but the hay you've put in your barn and the resolve to have the best freaking time you can.
Despite the pain of running my first marathon last year, I can honest-to-goodness say that I had an INCREDIBLE time racing The San Francisco Marathon 2013. My only goal heading into that race was to finish under 4 hours, and coming in over 15 minutes ahead of that was merely the cherry on top of miles and miles of grueling, hilly, totally rad scenery.
For the Mountains 2 Beach Marathon, I'm (1) leaving it all on the course and (2) aiming to finish with a big fat smile on my face. End of story. Those are the only goals.
Other highlights this week include getting our SF Marathon Ambassador GEAR! Check out that short sleeve shirt post-21 miler and the long sleeve I donned at the Giants game on Sunday afternoon last weekend!
Cheesin' in The SF Marathon gear post-21 miles |
Dear ol' dad and me after the Giants game in SF - more TSFM gear in toe |
And as exposed, both literally and figuratively, as I feel posting this for the world to see, it is at the same time very liberating. I've put my heart into this - less than a month away from my first competitive marathon race - and I couldn't be more grateful for the body I call home.
From 10 weeks out to 5 weeks out |
With leafy greens and hay-bail dreams,
Jordan
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