As I mentioned on Friday I decided, after much deliberation, I was going to go ahead and run the F^3 Half this past Saturday. Let me tell you, I could not be happier that I went through with this race. It was and absolutely awesome experience all around.
I had little to no expectations for myself other than to not hurt myself or relapse into sickness. I’m happy to report I was extremely successful on both fronts. In addition to not hurting myself, I actually had a REALLY great race, and I made a new friend! I ended running with a girl who I happened to meet while standing in the starting corral. We ran together and chatted for the entire 13.1 miles, and she was an awesome running buddy. We even exchanged info so we can meet for lunch or coffee or runs in the future. Running with someone > Running alone. Always. My official finish time was 2:43 which is not only better than I was hoping for (I expected to be right around the 3:00 mark.) but also just about the pace I hope to average for the marathon.
More important than my better than expected time though was the huge confidence boost I got when it comes to training for my marathon. After Saturday’s race, I really feel physically and mentally ready to start training for 26.2. I was definitely tired when I finished the race on Saturday, but I didn’t want to die. I was starting to get sore, but I could have run another mile or two if I absolutely had to. My new running friend was a great help too. She was incredibly encouraging and helped instill more confidence in myself.
I honestly haven’t thought of the last two or three weeks as marathon training. I also didn’t spend much time running the last two or three weeks. Yes, I was sick for a good chunk of time this past month, but deep down I know I also milked that for all it was worth. In my mind, the F^3 race was really the starting point of my marathon training. I’d been training (if you could even call it that) for this half, and I had to get through that before I really started marathon training. It was a way of letting fear, or lack of confidence, or whatever, take hold and mentally tricking myself. I was delaying accepting the inevitable.
That feeling is gone now though, and for the first time since I signed up for the Wisconsin Marathon, I feel ready to take it on. I feel like this is something that is actually doable, and I actually want to do it. I’m excited for training rather than dreading it. Someone remind me of this post in 5 weeks when I hate myself for thinking 26.2 was a good idea. ;)
Total Weekly Milage: 16.06
Total Monthly Milage: 24.06
Total Training Milage: 24.06