Tomorrow I run 17 miles for the first time. I’m nervous as hell. What if I can’t complete the run? What if something random happen? Well something did happen. My shoes and watch went bust!
I hate buying new gear. New shoes. New watches. New hydration belts. I’m not one of those people who gets excited about it. Ok, a new watch is pretty cool, but NOT the day before a long run! I barely knew how to use my last watch and I had it 4 or 5 years! And the run shoes, I had to switch brands, buy a wider shoe, and have only tested it out on one crappy 4 mile run in 125 degree weather the other day. I about died so I wasn’t paying attention to the shoes.
Well it all has to be good enough. I’m outta time. I can’t figure out what I’m pulling for the most – the shoes or the watch. I guess the shoes. If we do an out and back 17 miles then, even if the watch is all jacked (or more like user error), I will still at least know I completed 17 miles or will have a pretty good idea of where I am and how much time left.
I’m not where I wanted to be at the 17 mile point in training. Sure, a lot of it was me and me putting off getting serious about gear issues and weight loss issues. But a lot of it was also a series of out of town guests bringing sickness and wonderful food with them. Sick kids and sick me means missed runs. And with every weekend of out of town guests and entertaining, well it’s not as easy to stick to a vegan/elimination/diet menu.
Luckily, everything should be uneventful and smooth sailing until the race so I still have time. And the spouse reminds me that I bumped up training in order to get ahead of the game so I’m technically ahead of schedule for the MCM. But I still don’t feel successful at all. I’m still missing mid week runs and I’m still just not in race shape, despite checking off the required distance each Sunday. I’m frustrated. Plain and simple.
Ok, well wish me luck! I’m gonna need it.