Excuse my French, but s**t’s getting real, guys.
We are only 4 WEEKS away from race day! How did that happen? I feel like training just started yesterday and we’re already 6 weeks in. I’m still terrified of the 10k, but not really as much as I was a couple of weeks ago (remember this post?). I feel like I have made a lot of progress since then, including:
– running my first 6k
– running my first 12 minute non-stop interval
– running around the perimeter of Citadel Hill without stopping (both weeks)
– getting all the way to Inglis Street on our Sunday run (at least a km further than I got the previous time)
– attending my first Body Pump class
– attending my first hot yoga class
The best part is, I have had no injuries (*knock-on-wood*)! Some minor aches and stiffness, yes, but overall my body has been taking it like a champ. This process has definitely made me more appreciative of my body. Who knew it could do these things? Melissa C knew and wouldn’t let me stop until I knew too (thanks girl!).
Another fascinating change has been the effect on my mental health. I didn’t notice drastic changes during the weeks I kept to the schedule, but the few times I missed runs – wow, what a difference! The next day or two I would feel depressed, low energy and irritable. Running has proven to be a mood stabilizer as much as a body strengthener! I still struggle, of course (mainly with the mental battle of getting through a run, and using the treadmill as a “crutch”) but I’m coming to terms with the fact that I’m a work-in-progress and always will be. Besides, once you meet milestones, they seem much easier. You met them once, you can definitely do it again!
From now on, our Sunday team runs will be along the actual race route, and for the first time I find myself more excited than nervous! The nerves are still there before every run, but they shrink a tiny bit every time I get out there. I am actually looking forward to the race. And I’m learning not to compare my progress. At the rate I’m going, it will likely take me an hour and 45 minutes to complete the race, and I’m ok with that. I’m not focused on my finish time, I’m focused on finishing. And doing my best.
S**t’s getting real, and I’m loving it!