I stayed up tracking the Get Fit Atlanta athletes at Ironman Wisconsin. The results hit me smack with a shock. The next time I whine or brag about my marathon attempt, I shall think back to these amazing people who swam 2.6 miles, biked 112 miles (a distance I’m not too happy to drive in a CAR), and THEN ran a full 26.2 miles marathon. I am just doing a small portion of what these people did. So – suck…
This time, next month. It would’ve been all over. Wow! Am I nervous? Strangely, no. Its an undercurrent of excitement. An excitement brought about by a great 19mile run that left me feeling that I could do more (thanks to a super slow first 5 miles)! An excitement brought about by yet another great ascent up Mt. Nickajack!
Today’s the day, next month. The enormity of my attempt is hitting me. I’ve had a week of eating crap and feeling like crap allowing me to reflect on my body. My body is what I want it to be. Whether it be treating it with love and reverence and taking care of it through food and exercise, or by treating it with casual abandon. It will respond in kind to me. And the soreness, and the tiredness in the…
A rare week since the start of training that I didn’t feel all that awesome going into the long run. Was up every hour the night before, and woke up with a sore throat. But that didn’t stop me from being slightly nervous excited for 15 miles when I left home at 5:15am! (Please don’t mind the shopping bags in the background. We just did our starting-school shopping the day before, and I reckon the bags will stay there until school…
Half way point in the training for the Chicago Marathon. From the next week on, there will be no turning back. We move forward. One step at a time, one mile at a time. The last of “normal” runs (funny how 13 miles seems normal!) was a blast with Lorraine of Run Wifey Run and the rest of the Get Fit Crew. Lorraine tells a great story with her pictures and I’m just going to link to her for it…
That’s what I did … when I signed up for the Chicago Marathon.I filled out the registration form and navigated away from it 7 times (yes, I counted) before I hit the ‘Submit’ button.I let the active.com session expire 4 times before I hit the ‘Submit’ button.I drove the husband nuts by alternating between elation and self-doubts while on the registration form.I caused my blood pressure to shoot through the roof when I finally got the confirmation email.I was among…