Two Weeks 07/17/11
Recently, I had a conversation with a friend who had trained six months for his first marathon. He lamented that two weeks before the race, he sprained his ankle. His marathon experience was limited to cheering his training buds on from the sidelines. He hasn’t run since.
In 14 days, I’ll finish my first marathon — as fast as I can. The training process has been awesome/painful/enjoyable.
In my head, I’ve already crossed the finish line — confident in my training and prepared to endure. So much of running is clearly mental — constantly pushing your body to do what your mind tells it to do. The body no longer fails like it did before I started training.
But now, so close to achieving this goal, I’m watching every single step I take very closely. I don’t fear injury, but I’m being cautious. Part of doing that means putting my ambitions and energy to run far/fast on the back-burner.
I probably won’t be seeing you at the finish line but know that I’ll be thinking about my friends, family and all those who have encouraged me along the way.
