Remember all that talk about me “working on my speed” and “getting my fast legs back” so I could finally crack my 19-month old Half Marathon PR?
Well I did a pretty bang up good job with my training.
… until the last 3 weeks.
( ahem, yes, the “plan” was only 5 weeks long… )
That GD good time I had in Ohio sure came back to bite me. ( not that I regret a single second of it ) Where’s the cross-training here?! The long runs?! Speed work???! I must have forgotten them on that ugly bus…
Truth is, the 6 miles I did last night at race pace were f’ing hard. I’m crapping myself thinking about holding that pace for 13.1.
So here I am, inadequately trained for yet another race. ( If you’re keeping track, that’s 3 for 3 on the year… ) What makes this any different than the last-minute Mermaid Half or the 5W2M LA Marathon?
Answer : I wasn’t planning to be unprepared this time. ( Yes, I know what an oxymoron is ) I was actually expecting to toe the start at PCRF feeling like Desiree Davila and looking like Kara Goucher ( pre or post-baby, whichever ).
Am I throwing my hopes of PR’ing out the window? Approaching this as a “fun run” or a “training run”? Dropping to the 10K? Drinking myself silly and sleeping through my alarm “on accident“?
Not really. ( well the last option is still open for discussion ) (( as I sip from my second glass of wine… ))
Actually, instead of admitting training defeat, I’m going to go on the record right now and say :
I’M STILL PR’ING TOMORROW.
I’ll hold that 8:21 pace until I puke or go all rigor mortis in the middle of the course. I’m getting that damn 1:49.39 if it means sliding head-first into the finish line.
( hypothetical, obviously, since the timing chip goes on your shoe and not your head… )
Twitter will be the first to know (@SarahSoon_To_Be), and I’ll be here to claim victory or admit defeat as soon as I’m done stuffing my face with post-race goodies.
See ya from the otherside, hopefully with a shiny new PR in tow,