...Until the big day and to put it frankly, im sh*tting myself! Nerves are beginning to get the better of me.
I've done everything in my power (apart from losing my race timing chip) to make sure that the big day will run as smoothly as possible, but the only thing that I can't control is my mind.
It’s been a long journey. Training has sometimes been lonely, frustrating, hot, sweaty, painful, even sometimes agony. Why do it then? Because all those feelings don’t shadow the sense of achievement when you’ve completed another long distance run and pushed yourself an extra couple of miles.
Tapering…
Something I’ve rarely done before a big running event (possibly because I’ve never actually done what could be classed as a loooong run). It’s been one of the most frustrating bits of my training. I’m a go hard type of person when it comes to training, so having to literally cut the amount of hours I’ve done in a week for the past couple, has been a big shock, and I’ve found it very boring.
I’ve carb loaded, run and cycled very little and to be honest am now feeling like a tub of lard.
I know this is all for a good cause though. My body feels relaxed and rested, and I’m literally bursting with energy and buzzing to get a few hours of exercise, something that won’t be bad for the big day.
All that’s left to do now is wait….
I’d rather the marathon was now. All the possible problems keep popping into my head rather than going with the flow, it really is a mental game!
So in one day, we will see whether it really is possible to train for a marathon in 8 weeks instead of 16!
Wish me luck.
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