On Tuesday I set out for an 8 mile run. No pace goals, just easy miles. Except it is summer and lately the heat has been making running feel anything but easy. And I haven’t exactly been running anything remotely long distance since May. 8 miles is actually the furthest I have run all month, and I’ve now done that distance twice.
I completely expected this run to feel hard. And it was. After about 4 miles I started wondering why the hell I was I was out there, pushing myself in the heat, when I really just wanted to be parked on the couch enjoying the AC.
I had similar thoughts this winter when I was out in the freezing cold wishing I was under a toasty pile of blankets with a good book. Or when I was struggling through my speed work and hill repeats. Why was I doing this? And then I would repeat to myself “Sub 20. Sub 20. Sub 20.” And while it couldn’t completely chase away the negative thoughts, it helped get me through the run.
This run was no different except that I’ve replaced Sub 20 with a new training partner. My half marathon training doesn’t officially start for another week, but this goal has been growing in the back my mind since I finished my last half. 1:39. I won’t lie: I’m pretty nervous about this goal.
If I don’t accomplish it this fall, I’ll just end up rolling this goal over to Spring 2017. I didn’t really expect to go sub 20 this spring. I expected to need another season or two for it to be possible. But I trained hard and laid it all out there on race day and somehow it happened. Maybe the same thing will happen with the half marathon, maybe not.
Half marathon race day is still 3 months away and a lot can happen in 3 months. Right now I just need to focus on the training part of things, not race day goals. But when the training feels too hard? 1:39. 1:39. 1:39.