By the time you read this, I’ll be happily driving out to Syracuse to run my third half marathon, the first that isn’t the goal, and the first I’m not even close to prepared for… but hey, go big or go home, right? Considering the shape I’m in, I won’t be full out racing (at least that’s what I’m telling myself) and I’m going to try to avoid feeling sad about that when I cross the finish line and I’m not close to my PR. After setting PRs in every single event I’ve run since 2012 with exception to the Turkey Trot this year, I’m guessing it’ll sting a little.
I’ve taken the week easy-ish from running, but I taught an extra two classes. After teaching last Sunday (with a run the day before), I also had a class Tuesday and two on Wednesday. I had scheduled physical therapy on Monday (and you can read a nice little article about him here!) so we took it as a recovery day with massage and foam rolling. I’ve now taken Thursday, Friday, and today off with my race tomorrow. It wasn’t exactly the plan but I didn’t feel amazing yesterday health wise (because eating pizza logs and 3-cheese grilled cheese apparently isn’t a smart option for meals) and today my ankle is sore. I’d rather not mess anything up the day before the race, even though I’m nervous about not having run the past three days.
I have my iPod filled with the most random assortment of music that I plan to just play on shuffle. I have an idea of what clothes I’m bringing since the weather has been changing every day. I have somewhat of an idea how I want to run the race, but I just want to finish smiling and not injured. Even though I’ve been nervous for the entire week, I’m pretty excited to get back into racing. My official goal is sub 2:00, which I’m almost positive I will accomplish barring any flaring up of injuries, but if I can get down to 1:50 without killing myself, I’ll be on cloud 9 after these past 8 months.
But ultimately, I want to have fun and meet some awesome people I’ve been talking to (thank you social media!) for the greater part of a year. Syracuse, here I come!