Thursday, May 12, 2011
I can picture Edinburgh Castle in my mind, I can see Holyrood Park, I can hear the seagulls at the Firth Of Fyth...yep Edinburgh is on my mind.
Hubs and I leave in just a week to make the 3+ hour drive along the motorway into Scotland and then cut East to the other side. My memories are still strong from 5 years ago.
I am focusing each day on what I need to do to be ready for this marathon. Today was a power session at the gym. Boxing, followed by strength training, then the dreaded, but much needed foam roller. I wince so much while using it but my legs thank me later on. Then a quick dip in the bubble pool to let the soothing and powerful water jets work more on my body's sore areas. Stretching in the warm water adds to my comfort.
Looking on to the remainder of this week I have my last double digit (10mile) run tomorrow... as I switched it with yesterday's run. Then an 8 and 6 mile over the weekend. That will take me to the final easy run into Edinburgh next week....15 miles before leaving on Thursday.
I get so excited about this.. another marathon that it's nutty. Why ANOTHER one? Why do this again.. and again and again???!!! I think the answer is just so complex, so all inclusive that I can't just put it into words. These races BECOME me, they are part of me, they challenge me.
Perhaps it's the lead up to it.. shoes, gear, nutrition, training..and on and on. It's the anticipation of the expo, the city, the travel, the sites. It's the sharing of an adventure with my hubs, the excitement of the chatter, the hype of others preparing as well. It's the pre-race meal, the putting the kit bag together, the early wake up, the dressing, the walk to the start, the attempt to calm nerves while waiting for the start. It's the exhilaration of crossing over the first timing mat, the sea of other runners, the cheers of the crowd, the pushing forward through the discomfort and yes even pain of the miles 17-22, the "I AM doing this" thoughts at miles 23-25, the ONE MORE MILE mantra at mile 25 and the elation and tears of crossing over the final finish timing mat! It's the medal, the T-shirt, the momentos, the snapping of finisher photos, the hubs hugs, the anything I want after race dinner. It's hearing my hubs race account, seeing his medal, wearing the medal both physically and mentally.
It's ALL of those things and more...so it's no wonder that hubs and I have already signed up for a FALL marathon....gotta keep doing this...because we CAN!
Thursday, May 05, 2011
I can't hide the fact that I am a lyricist. When I listen to a song, it's not just the music that draws me in..it's the WORDS. I'm captivated, I paint a mental picture, and get swept away. Music has ALWAYS been important to me. It was where I first found escape as a teenager. It was my soul companion and we had many a journey. I did music videos in my mind before MTV did them for real!
I've just bought a CD which has a song the same title as my blog title. But it's not the words of the song that I'm captivated by, it's the title and the image it brings. Picture with me a torrent of rain, a downpour of unrelenting cloudbursts. Suddenly it's met by flames from the ground. Igniting the rain, it turns to steam, then vapour. A steam haze results; a battle between the colder rain from above and the heat and fiery flames from the ground.
Now put that to an image of life. The pain, the suffering, the disappointments, the hurts. Those emotions and situations that rip us apart, that tear us from the inside and leave us open wounded. Pain that can only paralyze us as we are left gasping for relief. These are the rainstorms encountered by each of us.
Then the flames begin, they sooth, they move us into action, they ignite; like a spark that bursts forth and somehow brings relief..somehow brings life to the frozeness of the rain. Warmth and yet comfort. The call to action.
Because of the fire, the rain seems to lessen, the pain settles, the numbness loosens it's grip and a desire to move forward calls. A determination to continue, even though and through the vapors, out of necessity.....out of survival....we move. No longer staying still, no longer accepting that which is showering down and about to drown us. The fire has brought an awakening, a jolt into action, and demanding response. Move or drown.
Monday, April 18, 2011
Today was a slower paced day because I made it so.
No run day as I am taking a self imposed rest day. It's so like me to push each and every day without a break. Seems like I am always doing something
I see the value of rest and keeping organized through the day to not end up craming so much into the last remaining hours. Tonight is my planned 8 hour sleep night.
Food was logged and watched to make sure calorie deficit wasn't too great. Food logged in during th eday to stay under calories.
Sunday, April 17, 2011
I'm taking a bit of a look back and then a look ahead.
Five years ago now I was preparing for my very first marathon in Edinburgh, Scotland! This was to celebrate my second year of running. I was incredibly nervous, I had never run some of the distances I was running in that training.
I used a novice program by Hal Higdon and put my trust and confidence in that as well as my more experienced husband.
It was a hot June day, and I melted as the sun got hotter and the miles got higher, but all I desperatly wanted was that medal! The time was not a factor to me then, just crossing the line, feeling the elation and pride of achievment was the reward I wanted, and received!
So now I look ahead...5 WEEKS ahead and see the Edinburgh marathon looming. Yes, it's a return trip to the capitol of Scotland and my 9th marathon!
The course has been changed to make it flatter and faster (as if that matters to me!) and the field will be larger.
Yes I have run the 26.2 mile distance before, but every marathon is different. Even the same runner is different in each marathon, if you follow my thinking. I'm a much different athlete than I was 5 years ago; I train differently, I think differently, I run differently and I live differently. I have 5 years of experience behind me to carry me these final five weeks. I will dip my feet into the pool of information I have gathered and lived and RUN.. and RUN.. and Run!
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