Yesterday was my first day of marathon training and it started off with little fanfare. I don’t know what I was expecting: a big fireworks display, a small parade, or perhaps a Whitney Houston-worthy version sung of the Star Spangled Banner?
Nope. Marathon training started with an easy 3-mile run. Tonight I’m doing 1:2 X 6 intervals to work on speed. Impressive, right?
I think I felt more intimidated by the half-marathon training program. Each weekend would mean tacking on an additional mile to the most miles I had run at one time. I remember getting to that milestone mile number 10 and thinking that 10 was my limit and that I just wasn’t meant to run anything more. Of course, the next week I ran 11 and then went on to run a half-marathon after that.
I’m running a virtual half-marathon in a couple of weeks and then the really BIG long runs don’t start until next month sometime, with a 16-mile run. The long runs in marathon training are sporadic and don’t happen every weekend, which seems weird to me, but I know that there is a logic behind it that escapes me because I haven’t been long-distance running for very long.
I’m just going to take it one run at a time, one step in front of the other and we’ll see what happens. I’m going to try really hard to not get hung up on my speed and how slow I still am and instead just focus on getting in the miles. My speed will improve with time; I just have to be patient. And even if I have to crawl across that marathon finish line on my hands and knees, I’m going to finish, no matter how slow I go.
I’m even thinking of getting this t-shirt for the race.
Words of wisdom, advice, encouragement, and support would be greatly appreciated! I don’t think I can even fathom at this point how tough this is really going to be and there are probably going to be a lot of moments when I want to quit, when I doubt my ability to do it, and when I question my sanity. With your help, the help of my virtual running partner, Laura, and my family and friends, I’m going to do this!