Week 15 (first week of taper) for NYCM:
On marathon emotions:
Last year, I was an emotional wreck all throughout training. I cried at the end of long/tough training runs, I got choked up just thinking about the Chicago Marathon finish line (this video completely wrecked me), and I completely lost it after my last run before the marathon. I wanted that marathon so badly. It was my first marathon after surgery, it was my first marathon without my grandmother – the whole thing became so much more than a race to me… and I loved having that as fuel.
But this year? My emotions weren’t in it.
I kept waiting for them to creep up. I kept waiting for that “I’m running right now in the pouring rain because I want this marathon more than anything” feeling rather than, “I’m running in the rain because this is the workout coach has me running today.”
Before the marathon was even on the 10-day forecast, I began obsessing:
I know marathoners do this… but last year, I cared very little about marathon weather- because I wanted that marathon more than anything - so while I checked everyday, I cared very little when the forecast predicted thunderstorms on race day the entire week (it ended up being sunny and 60s, FYI).
This year? I cared. I didn’t want to run in the rain. Or cold. Or wind. Or all three. (I still don’t, but, ya know, just go with me here).
Until last Tuesday.
My “easy run” for the week took me to Central Park. It was absolutely perfect out and the pace felt good, really good, and I found myself just loving being in the park and enjoying the atmosphere and foliage… and then there they were. The grandstands.
And I had to hop off the path.
This is what I was waiting for.
The “OMG I love this sport and I don’t care what happens that day as long as I get to run 26.2 miles through the greatest city in the world” feeling.
I put my hands on my knees. I cried.
This is so much more than a race.
See you on Sunday, grandstand bleachers.