I've written about shooting the moon... the "go big or go home"... going all in or not going at all... and set myself a lofty goal for my next race.
That's great.
I probably should get ready to run it :P And maybe find a hotel for that overnight so's I don't need to sleep on a bench! I took my first step in the right direction in terms of training last Sunday with my solid 12-mile run. And today I bought my plane tickets so I can actually get there!
I had been dragging my feet on these preparations because I am having a hard time believing in myself.
Surprised?
Don't be.
When I am prepped, I am solid with myself. When my prep work has been even somewhat sketchy, I begin to falter. Or rather when I am not seeing evidence of prep work my confidence plummets.
Last night I was just going to try to run 5 or maybe 6, if I felt okay out there. The whole lead-up was beyond annoying. The kids were just on my very last nerve from about the middle of dinner on. My tension had skyrocketed and I was thoroughly pissed that they had ruined my night and now I couldn't run and so I wouldn't even be remotely ready for this stupid half-marathon that I didn't even have a way to get to or a place to stay which was totally fine because I wasn't really going to be able to run in it anyway since I just suck so bad.
Whew... that was quite the run-on sentence... and that is exactly how I felt. Out of control and going down.
I finally headed out to run at quarter to 9. Pissed off. Tense. Utterly defeated.
And I rocked my run.
When I started off, all the whiny voices in my head were messing with me... so I turned up the iPod. I somehow got into a nice, easy groove, and halfway through my first 0.75-mile lap, I decided it was Progression Run Night :) I wanted to try to hit the paces that I set up for my race plan. I had no Garmin on... so it had to be by feel and just the watch.
As close to the money as I think I can get....
Lap 1.....................9:43 pace........................ 9:43 elapsed time.................0.75 mi
Lap 2.....................9:20 pace........................ 14:16 e.t...............................1.5 mi
Lap 3.....................9:20 pace........................ 21:15 e.t...............................2.25 mi
Lap 4.....................9:06 pace.........................28:05 e.t...............................3.0 mi
Lap 5.....................9:06 pace.........................34:53 e.t...............................3.75 mi
Lap 6.....................8:29 pace.........................41:15 e.t...............................4.5 mi
Lap 7.....................7:45 pace.........................47:04 e.t...............................5.25 mi
Last wanderings...~10:00 pace avg................1:00.20 e.t..............................6.5 mi
Average pace for 6.5 miles = 9:17
Belief-in-self Level..... big jump :)
What's hard for me to acknowledge is that it could have very easily gone the other way. And I am so glad it didn't.
What are some things that you do to keep believing in yourself?
What are some of your 'go-to' techniques for pulling yourself up out of an abyss, if you find yourself in one?
That's great.
I probably should get ready to run it :P And maybe find a hotel for that overnight so's I don't need to sleep on a bench! I took my first step in the right direction in terms of training last Sunday with my solid 12-mile run. And today I bought my plane tickets so I can actually get there!
I had been dragging my feet on these preparations because I am having a hard time believing in myself.
Surprised?
Don't be.
When I am prepped, I am solid with myself. When my prep work has been even somewhat sketchy, I begin to falter. Or rather when I am not seeing evidence of prep work my confidence plummets.
Last night I was just going to try to run 5 or maybe 6, if I felt okay out there. The whole lead-up was beyond annoying. The kids were just on my very last nerve from about the middle of dinner on. My tension had skyrocketed and I was thoroughly pissed that they had ruined my night and now I couldn't run and so I wouldn't even be remotely ready for this stupid half-marathon that I didn't even have a way to get to or a place to stay which was totally fine because I wasn't really going to be able to run in it anyway since I just suck so bad.
Whew... that was quite the run-on sentence... and that is exactly how I felt. Out of control and going down.
I finally headed out to run at quarter to 9. Pissed off. Tense. Utterly defeated.
And I rocked my run.
When I started off, all the whiny voices in my head were messing with me... so I turned up the iPod. I somehow got into a nice, easy groove, and halfway through my first 0.75-mile lap, I decided it was Progression Run Night :) I wanted to try to hit the paces that I set up for my race plan. I had no Garmin on... so it had to be by feel and just the watch.
As close to the money as I think I can get....
Lap 1.....................9:43 pace........................ 9:43 elapsed time.................0.75 mi
Lap 2.....................9:20 pace........................ 14:16 e.t...............................1.5 mi
Lap 3.....................9:20 pace........................ 21:15 e.t...............................2.25 mi
Lap 4.....................9:06 pace.........................28:05 e.t...............................3.0 mi
Lap 5.....................9:06 pace.........................34:53 e.t...............................3.75 mi
Lap 6.....................8:29 pace.........................41:15 e.t...............................4.5 mi
Lap 7.....................7:45 pace.........................47:04 e.t...............................5.25 mi
Last wanderings...~10:00 pace avg................1:00.20 e.t..............................6.5 mi
Average pace for 6.5 miles = 9:17
Belief-in-self Level..... big jump :)
What's hard for me to acknowledge is that it could have very easily gone the other way. And I am so glad it didn't.
What are some things that you do to keep believing in yourself?
What are some of your 'go-to' techniques for pulling yourself up out of an abyss, if you find yourself in one?
