I always come up with my best blog posts when I’m running. Sometimes I wish I had a little notepad to write down my thoughts, I guess this would by kind of hard though since you know I’d be running. Or better yet, I could pull an Albus Dumbledore and pull my thoughts out with my wand into a basin. Yes, I said with my wand. I bought one this past October in the Wizarding World of Harry Potter. I was the oldest one by 10 years on the line, but whatever 143 Harry.
So anyways, I’ve been thinking lately about how runners are a different breed. Running is like another boyfriend or girlfriend. Runners speak in different terms and get each other. For instance, I would never snot rocket in front of my friends BUT in front of runners, totally acceptable. Right? Yesterday, while at work, I blurted out randomly, “OMG Two more weeks until daylight savings time”. Normal employees would not of understood me but fortunately enough, my friend Patty who is a cyclist, was right by me. I started to apologize and explain why I was so damn exciting about it being lighter sooner, I’m a nighttime runner, and she stops me ” Bri I totally get it, no need to explain”. Athletes of all types, get each other. We understand the true meaning of “the runs”, the need for an ice bath and/or ice cream after a speed workout, G.I issues, and why we don’t drink the night before a long run or race. I LOVE my running friends. They get me and the insane way I think. Carbo loading Friday nights anyone?
So far, training has been going well. The plan the I’m using doesn’t have any tempo runs, so I’m using the lighter run days( 3-5 mi) as them. So far so good. My goal pace of 9:10 seems a little out of reach. BUT I just need to WORK harder. I keep telling myself “it’s supposed to be hard” “work hard now and the race will be easy”. It seems to be working. I’ve gotten my longer runs to stay under 10 YAY and my shorter runs are hovering around 9:20. I still have 2.5 months more to go. I’m trying to keep all positive thoughts.
In other news, I’m trying to find tickets for The Black Keys. I LOVE them. They have such a different sound. When I listen to them, I just picture myself bopping along with a beer in my hand, don’t you? Too bad I decided to look for tickets after they went on sale. MSG sold out, I guess I’ll have to buy some obscene price from StubHub.
So tell me, what do you tell yourself to get through tough/speedy runs?
Until next time,
Run Hard. Run Long. Run Strong.
P.S I had such a runners high yesterday that I almost hopped in the shower with my socks on. Totally NOT kidding.