Last Fall Kate introduced me to Beth’s sunrise yoga class, and once was all it took. We went every week, sometimes sticking around for a double-class (sure, great idea in theory. Not a great idea for sore legs on a long run the next day!), always grateful for having started the day with her “party”. I put any normal training logic aside. I didn’t care if my arms, abs, glutes or quads were worked hard, regardless of the distance my legs and feet would tackle less than 24 hours later.
For a variety of reasons, we’ve missed this class for months. We went back today, greeted with a smile and a “Hey guys, it’s been a while!”, and welcomed with a quick sequence that I’ll definitely be feeling tomorrow. My arms and abs are wondering what happened, when we woke up and why they didn’t get coffee first. My mind is thankful; this routine feels familiar.
When I signed up for Marine Corps Marathon (MCM), I begged convinced Kate to join me. I basically trained with her last fall, taking on only the long runs by myself (or sometimes joined by her for 5-10 miles). I knew we could be a powerhouse together; she’s not a huge fan of the distance, I’m still learning to embrace the speed. I knew the motivation of having her along for the challenge would make every difference.
I set an ambitious goal, and there’s no looking back…
Fast-forward to July, when all the wheels should start turning and all of those empty calendar days should be filled with run, rest, ride or yoga. Kate is out with an injury, and I’m just getting past the point of deciding if this solo-training thing is worth it for round 2.
What I’m really getting past is the decision that yes, I can still run faster. I can run during the week and push myself, without distraction. I can plan 12+ weeks worth of long runs and get every single one of them done. I can get myself to the starting line, again, and run against the clock.
A little faith goes a long way.
Channeling the me that signed up for this race with no idea what the spring racing would produce, no idea what the summer would hold, and no idea that I’d be without my sidekick, it’s on. MCM, I’m lookin’ at you and your 35,000 runners!
With one block of my routine back in place, familiarity is setting the tone. Yoga: check! Iced coffee-induced speedy typing: check! Friday date-night planned: check. Early alarm set, long distance decided: Check and CHECK.