6 miles with my dad's group again this morning. Loving summer!
He told me a story of a race he ran in his 30s. He met a guy that was in his mid-50s and they chatted about running. The man said that his children didn't understand why he ran so much. They joked often, "What are you doing? Trying to live forever?!" The man's response, "No. I just want to *live* until I die."
My dad (now 65) said that the line has stuck with him. He knows that he has the ability to DO more enjoyable things day to day because of his good health. Whether it's being the tickle monster chasing 5 grandkids or walking the 30 blocks to his favorite art museum. Running has kept him in shape. Running allows us to live more fully.
Raise your hand if you can feel this! As a teacher, my best lesson plans come to me on a run. I am amazed by the powerful link between mental and physical health.
Week 1 of marathon training was a success. I told my dad about my one concern with the expectation of a finish time. Marathon #1 = automatic PR. Now I have a time to beat, a more specific goal, an expectation. I told him that I was afraid of crossing the finish line and being disappointed with myself.
Well, once again, dad saves the day:
"There is a difference between being disappointed in your time. And disappointed in yourself. What if race day is 90 degrees? What if you get stomach cramps? What if one of your kids is sick and you sleep horribly the whole week before the race?" and on and on...
There are so many what ifs. And why play that game? You know that I will give it my all during training. And I will give it my all on race day. And if, for whatever reason, I don't get the sub 4, that is OK.
whew. What a mental load off my shoulders. I swear, I already feel better about an October race when looking at it that way. Maybe my time will be disappointing. But there is NO WAY I will be disappointed in myself.
I am out there on the roads. I am having fun and spreading joy. I am healthy and it feels good.