Hi, friends! I've missed you. Maps have been consuming my life, which is good, but it means the blogging takes a back seat. Never fear, I have a few very fun things to share with you, like how Thanksgiving in October MIGHT be the best idea ever. (It really is!) That'll come later this week.
So, as many of you know, I have been training for my very first full marathon. I'll be running shuffling in the White Rock Marathon, which takes place in Dallas. I'll have plenty of good company. My sister Tweets is running the full with me. My boytoy - hereafter affectionately known as Bossyboots - will be running the half marathon; and my mom and sister IV *might* be doing the White Rock 5k. (They are still deciding.) The White Rock Marathon is a biggie, with a number of distances. I am very, very excited. :)
That being said... MARATHON TRAINING RUINS YOUR LIFE. I can never do anything because I always have to be a lame-o and say "Sorry, I can't go; I have to run 10 miles." And so on and so forth. I basically bullied my boyfriend into the half marathon because how else are we going to hang out? You are always tired, and you are always hungry HONGRY. My friends do fun things like go to Zumba classes and dinner outings. What am I doing while they are having a great time together? Freezing my ass off outside and running bookoo miles. It stinks. I am basically hanging on til December when I get my life back.
When you are Marathon Training, every weekend you have a "long run." During the week, you run from three to ten miles, then on Saturdays, you have a super-run that builds in length every week. Two weeks ago, I had to run thirteen miles.
It was the worst run of my life.
The run took me three hours and fifteen minutes, and my legs felt like cement blocks the whole way. I was cursing every other minute - I was miserable. The run was so awful that I started to be really scared about the marathon. Can I actually do it?
Well, yesterday, I ran fifteen miles. It took me three and a half hours, which is still horrible, but I did it, and I didn't hate my life. This is the longest distance I've ever run, and it was ok. I bought myself a cold weather running outfit. Nike had a cold weather running line, and it helped me a lot, actually. I recommend it! Expensive, but worth every penny.
Training has also been unexpectedly emotional. I am NOT an athelete; seriously. When I cross the marathon finish line (and I WILL!) I fully expect to be crying a bit; and my post-race margarita will be extra sweet. When you step out of your box and try something totally new, you can find a whole side of yourself that you never knew existed.
What new things have you learned about yourself lately?
Friday, October 23, 2009 at 08:00AM 
