I debated whether or not I should write yet ANOTHER blog about running.
But then I remembered it’s MY blog. And I’ve been thinking about running a lot. And so that’s what I want to write about.
If it helps you can just skip right to the end, write a comment of support, and get on with your day. Really no reason to muddle your way through the extra words if you’d rather not.
There has been a noticeable shift in the mood around here.
Gone are the feelings of doom, the feelings of sadness, the feelings of “why me?”.
They have been replaced with feelings of hope, determination and purpose.
My hubby is thanking the higher ups – in silence of course. He’s a smart guy and knows not to say out loud that I should just get over myself.
But I finally did just get over myself. Only because I finally coaxed my knee into agreeing to run.
Maybe it was the rest. Maybe it was the protein overdose. Maybe it was the stretching of the hamstrings and quads.
Maybe it was the blog juju.
Whatever it was, I am thrilled to be back at it, and excited once again about the big day!
The weather’s looking to be perfect for running. The long range forecast shows starting temps to be in the low 50s heading up to 65 for the high. Great news for me, since I have some anxiety about what to wear, and whether or not I’m going to have to ditch some clothes along the way. If the forecast holds true, I’ll be able to keep my clothes on the entire time.
The plan this week is to stockpile some glycogen. I’m excited to have an excuse to eat a bunch of carbs! Haven’t decided yet if I want to risk one more 10 mile run this weekend, or if I should just fit in a few short ones throughout the week just so my muscles don’t forget what to do. I’m leaning towards the latter. Don’t want to risk my fragile knee, and I don’t want to deplete all the stored up glycogen. It’s hard work getting those built up.
I’m also not going to focus on Holy Hill. It’s too late now to prep for that. If I stay healthy, I feel pretty confident that I’ll be able to charge up the hill and recharge on the way down.
I’ve got the hotel room booked for the night before. I have the day of the race scheduled off. I have my running attire steamed and pressed.
I haven’t decided what I’ll have for supper the night before, but I have an idea of what my breakfast will be, and I’m pretty sure Pappy’s is going to provide my post run re-fuel. Nothing like a big slab of protein, smoked to perfection, to cap off 13.1 miles of running bliss.
8 days and a wake up, as Agg would say. Hard to believe how close it is!
Go St. Louis here I come!