For some reason the words aren’t flowing freely tonight. It could be the lack of sleep – I went to bed at 3AM last night – or it could be the fact that I ran a mere 5 kilometers for my recovery run. Either way, I’m suffering from mental blockage. Hopefully if I keep writing something will inspire me.
A few days ago I finally bit the bullet and paid my registration fee for the Legs For Literacy Marathon (legsforliteracy.oceansoftware.ca). I can’t tell exactly where the course starts or ends (I guess I don’t know Moncton as well as I thought), but I am sure I’ll be able to find it by race day. I’ll map it out beforehand just in case, because there is no sense in getting lost moments before the race starts.
Before I started this expedition I thought I would be in bad shape by this point, but I am actually feeling a-ok. My legs are a little sore, and the need for sleep has increased, but I feel fresh and focused. And, despite my lack of training, I still managed to fit two long runs into my schedule. Not too shabby, if I do say so myself.
I probably shouldn’t get too cocky, because the marathon is a whole other beast. In my head, I could breeze through the race without any problems and pick up my ticket to Boston as I cross the finish line. In reality, I have about one third the training I probably need to complete the race properly. If all goes well, this run will serve as a base for an actual qualifying attempt, or, if I get really ambitious, an easy training run for a 2007 ultra marathon (stupid Ultra Marathon Man book).
I have to admit it – I am getting hooked all over again. If I can maintain the balance I have now - and there’s no particular reason why I can’t - I just might start running races regularly. Of course, a shitty marathon might scrap that plan, but for now I will keep a positive frame of mind and keep my eyes on the finish line.