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!