The marathon is officially one week from today, and you won't frigging believe it, but I am SICK. I get sick once every few years - I don't get colds, I don't get the flu, I don't get fevers, none of that nonsense. And yet, for whatever reason, my body chose right now to get sick. The last time I was just plain old regular sick was April of 2006, just over 4 years ago. This is not bueno.
We had our last Saturday GTS (group training session) yesterday. We only had to run for an hour, and it was hell. Running with a chest cold is really unpleasant. I felt like there was an obese toddler sitting on my chest. That's right, not a regular, fits-into-the-normal-weight-range toddler; an obese toddler. It was just bad and I felt like crap afterward and mentally it messed with me. Thank god for Audrey, reminding me that it's just the cold that was keeping me down, I AM a better runner than that, and I will be fine. I'm actually taking western medicine right now - and praying to god it works.
I am currently watching Extreme Makeover Home Edition, because I had the genius idea that making myself cry would help get some of the mucus out of my nose. Seriously, that is my thought process - it makes sense in my head... Anyway... this episode happens to be about a woman who was battling leukemia. This woman was in her late 30s, and what saved her life was a bone marrow transplant from an anonymous donor. Sometimes the universe just knows when you need to be reminded of the big picture :)
So, now that I find myself within a week of the big race, I'd be lying if I said I wasn't scared shitless, but a marathon isn't nearly as scary as a cancer diagnosis. Gotta keep perspective! And this race doesn't have to be my be all, end all of this experience. I've been thinking about this lately - this has been a hell of a 4 months. I've met the greatest people and done things I never thought I could do. The race is really the icing on the cake. And this is a Rock N Roll marathon, meaning there are bands every mile or so. I fully intend to dance every time we stop for water, or every time I hear an awesome song. This may be my only marathon experience ever, why not enjoy the damn thing?! My finish time may not be stellar, but it's not about the destination, it's about the journey. It's about my journey. And I want to go through it dancin.
Countdown to San Diego: 7 days
Current Status: Sick, but calmer
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