Hey everyone! First of all, I want to thank everyone for all of your support with last Thursday’s post! Andrew and I are so excited to be moving to Alaska and I can’t wait to get up there in a few weeks! But I’ve got a few more things to do before we move up there, most importantly the Love Run Half Marathon in Philly THIS WEEKEND! Holy crap that came up fast!
While I am very excited to run a half marathon in Philly, complete with chocolate and soft pretzels at the finish line, I am also very nervous. I know what you’re all thinking – when am I not nervous for a race? But this one is really scary because I only ran my first half marathon a month ago, and in the past month we’ve been so busy trying to figure out all of our moving details and I was also preoccupied with my grandpa’s passing. So yesterday when I realized I was doing my last long run before the race I was pretty upset! I want more time to train better! Everyone says to trust your training, but I’ve been kind of distracted over the last few weeks and training hasn’t gone the way it did for my first half marathon. So really, I don’t trust it at all right now. In fact, I planned on doing 10 miles yesterday but had to cut it to 8 because the back of my right knee began to hurt with each step and I didn’t want to get injured by pushing through the last 2 miles. I was super frustrated but I know it was the best choice. So here I am, going into my second half marathon with my longest training run at 8 miles (and 13.1 miles 5 weeks before the race if that even counts) and not really feeling the best. I’m hoping to run twice this week before the half to make myself feel a bit better. Really, at this point all I can do is do a few easy workouts, hydrate, foam roll, and mentally prepare for the race. If I can’t trust my training, hopefully I can trust my mind to get me across that finish line in one piece.
So bring it on Love Run! It will be interesting to see if I can PR considering how much I stopped for pictures and other things in Disney last month. No matter what, as long as I finish I’ll be happy. Mostly because of the chocolate and pretzels at the finish line 🙂
Have you ever gone into a long race feeling unprepared? How did you get through it?