It’s 9 days and counting until my first Half Marathon. I have been on holidays for the last 2 weeks. This meant I was going to train hard. And train hard I have. If you count eating considerable amounts of junk food, drinking copious amounts of fruity flavoured beers and not running anywhere, then I aced it!
The Hot Run
Sunday 13th July
We planned our long run. 14K. Running belt on and loaded with coconut water. It was 75 degrees. The lessons we learned?
1) If the tarmac is melting – IT’S TOO DAMN HOT TO RUN!
2) Warm coconut water is not a pleasant rehydration experience.
3) Take some small change on a run, it’ll come in handy if you’re dying of dehydration.
We managed 7k, and we had no choice but to stop. Walked for about 20 minutes and then thought “lets try again”, only managed another 3k and by this time I wanted to die and we had run out of water. I also had a severe headache due to dehydration. Running was not a safe option!
So disappointed, dejected and anxious about my impending doom I did what anyone else planning a half marathon in a couple of weeks would do. I went on holiday, did no training and drank 🙂
This week I’ve tried to get back at it. It is still too hot outside, I am not used to high temperatures so I’ve been doing my running at the gym.
Tuesday – Hungover, struggled to get 3K done. UH OH. This aint gonna be a pretty run!
Wednesday – 10K I managed 5k in 31:08. Ok, I was on and off the thing like a whore with cystitis but I did it.
Thursday – Road run, too hot, yet again, 5k in 36:28.
Friday – Beer and Ben and Jerrys
Today – Hungover, Risotto and Chocolate
Tomorrow – 16k long run!!!
I also bought some energy gels and protein bars today, guess I’m getting serious, I need to do this long run tomorrow of I will have NO confidence for this half marathon.
I’ve also found that my thinking during the runs is more negative lately.
“I don’t care if I end up on the buggy pace bus”
“I can’t do this”
This along with my inevitable post holiday weight gain, the continuous e-mails from the Rock n Roll Dublin Half Marathon organisers reminding me of the strict pace/time limit and the severe depression associated with me going back to work on Tuesday hasn’t put me in a good frame of mind.
I need to make a conscious effort to change my thoughts:
“I can do this”
“I will do this”
“I will not end up on that bus”
If I am anxious about something, my reaction is to avoid dealing with it. I’m anxious about the run so I don’t train. If I train, I fear it will highlight, magnify and rationalise my anxieties. In reality, avoidance aint helping. If anything, it’s making me more anxious, so I just need to get out there and do it.
Tomorrow, new day, healthier diet and for the love of Bilbo NO MORE BOOZE!
I am also getting e-mails re the race countdown and asking if I’m starting to taper down my training….Um kinda haven’t got the thing started yet!