RNR Half Marathon Nashville Running Update
ok friends... I had a shit run on Saturday.
As you probably know at this point, I'm training for the half marathon at the end of the month.
Continue.
It was supposed to be 10 mile day. Let me tell you how that went according to my Nike+ App...
Mile 1: 9:54
Mile 2: 9:42
Mile 3: fuck this we're going home: 13:04
Mile 4: 16:28
Mile 5: 13:05
I started the day at the gym. Then I did some yoga. And then I decided I was starving and dehydrated so I ate too much food. And then I was kind of PMSing and then I drank a lecroix... bubbles. I was bloated, I was sore from the day before, I was dehydrated, and I didn't want to run.
So one of my running buddies (**insert praise hands that I have Taylor and Hilary who are willing to run at least the first 5 with me**) talked me through my own running rules:
1. I am ok.
2. I can go home whenever I want
3. it doesn't matter how fast I go
4. I can do this
5. I'm proud of you
Around mile 2.99, Hilary says something along the lines of how proud of me she is that I've been doing all this running, and that I am doing ok, and aren't two of the other running rules something about how I can go as fast or as slow as I want and that I can go home whenever I want even though she knows that I'm capable of doing the whole run if I want? She basically nailed all of my rules and then she told me we could try again whenever I was ready.
And then I pumped the breaks and we all turned around and went home.
And that's the reality.
I had a shit run on Saturday and I don't care.
Here's what I learned:
1 - Respect the running. Respect that this is challenging and I can't just up and run 10 miles without taking care of my body first.
2 - I don't fight my body. She wins. I will always let her because I know that she trusts me to take care of her - to listen to her.
That being said, the training schedule doesn't take my body into account. Just because it's supposed to be a 10 mile day according to my spreadsheet, doesn't mean that my body is going to feel good about that. And my body wins. Always.
Just because I put it in my calendar doesn't mean that time is going to be the best time for my body. And my body wins. Always.
Just because I eat the right stuff in a day doesn't mean that my body is going to feel the same way. And my body wins. Always. Always. Always.
3 - Friends are my favorite and make everything better.
I didn't make it 10 miles. It doesn't mean that I suck at running. It doesn't mean I'm lazy. It doesn't mean I'm not good enough. It doesn't mean that I can't. It just means that I'm going to try again later and I'm going to learn from it.
Also, Saturday's run didn't ruin my day. How could it?! I had an incredible day at open gym and at yoga and then later that evening. In fact, I kind of nailed Saturday!
If you're training for the half or the full or even for something else, I hope it's going well! I hope you're having fun! I hope you're listening to your body and doing what you need. I hope you're proud of yourself. I hope you're being kind in the way that you speak to yourself when you are having a great workout or when you do have a shit workout. Breathe more. Drink more water. Ask your friends for help (and I don't mean the ones that tell you you're crazy for training for whatever it is that you're training for - it's not the critics who count you know? I mean your friends who support you. If you can't think of one of those... you just email me k? I gotchu. Also, #teamgetfit615 is always open and willing to support you in being kind to yourself and to trying new things.)
Spending life's energy on not believing in yourself isn't what we're here for.
I love you all the way to Shelby Bottom from Germantown on foot (it's about 10 miles).
xx
kate