Hi all. I'm still here! Sorry I haven't been updating... It's been a frustrating past several weeks as long-run training has gotten thrown off track. I felt like my entire training unraveled to the point where I don't think I'm ready for Sunday. I'll do it because I've come so far, but frankly I'm very nervous at this point and hope that the adrenaline will carry me through.
Where do I even begin? Let's just say that after the 20-mile high, I came crashing down the next week without being able to squeeze in a long run. So 16 miles gone. Pft! Screw up #1.
The two long runs after that I was only able to accomplish 15 and 12. There goes the 20 and 15 I was supposed to meek out. One was my own fault for not getting enough rest during the week. My freelance picked up incredibly and there was no avoiding it.
The second was the ill-fated collision of both Central and Prospect Park being bombarded (and I mean that in a good way), by those who participated in the Breast Cancer walk. Of course, it was bad for me. I could barely walk with all those people on the paths, let alone run! Too many people, bikes, wheelchairs, skate boards, dogs, etc. I tried in vain to run (as did a number of other people), but it was just too much frustration of trying to weave in and out of such a large crowd. I even tried to go off the main path, but the other paths were either too rocky or eventually lead right back into the main path. I gave up after 12 miles and 4 hours.
This past Sunday I had a 5 mile marathon tune up race. I thought about trying to get in my last 20, but I think it would have been overkill physically even though mentally I felt like I needed to do it. And because it's been a while since I've ran such a short race I finished at faster than marathon pace, which gave me a personal best, but it wasn't exactly good for what I needed to do. After the race, I grabbed an apple, and continued on for another 5... And then that's when I realized... There's something not quite right about my right ankle and knees! I got so scared that I hurt myself. After 10 miles, I went home and just did everything I can to rest my legs. Kept my feet up, soaked, iced, tylenol, you name it. I'm so scared that my knees will give halfway into the race. Trying not to let me nerves get the best of me, but at this point all I can think about is just getting to the starting line!
It's weird because I feel like I have all these emotions running through me that only you guys can understand. Everyone else is like, "you're crazy," but to me, it represents 5 years of getting to this point, from quitting smoking to joining Road Runners to making a commitment to do the required races. 5 years of New Year's resolutions to get here... and I'm down to my last few days....
So any final words of wisdom? Things I need to do this week? Things I need to forget?