Goals for the Eugene Marathon
Once we added the Eugene Marathon to the race calendar, I set a lofty goal to BQ on April 28. Well that all quickly changed and right now I will be thrilled if I achieve another sub-4 (if possible). This past week I've been home fighting a nagging cold that just won't seem to go away. I hardly ever get sick, so when I do it's just more frustrating than anything.
Luckily, mother knows best and I've been drinking lots of pineapple-ginger green tea with a scoop of local honey and organic cinnamon (by the way, this stuff is amazing).
A cold, I can deal with it. An injured left knee that's been plaguing me since March, a little harder to work with. I tried to take my knee for a spin a few days ago on my "home trail" and boy, did it feel good to be back on my stomping grounds. The bullfrogs were blaring, a Cardinal swooped past me and it felt so soothing to be reunited with nature....just what the doctor ordered...UNTIL...
I almost stepped on this guy:
Needless to say, my run was cut short as I immediately
snapped a picture turned around and headed back to my car. I ran just three miles and despite feeling like I was sprinting, it was the slowest three miles I've run in a long time. I felt like the bullfrogs were collectively laughing at me in a scene straight out of a horror movie where the victim is trying to escape some scary funhouse. Sigh.
I feel like I'm falling apart.
I'm just days away from the marathon and I've contemplated changing from the full to the half--something that my stubborn self would NEVER do.
I've even used my Pro Compression socks as an ice bag holder. Wow.
And I've buried my sorrows in my favorite hometown frozen custard with none other than cookie dough of course:
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(I did not eat, I INHALED)
I haven't ran in almost a week and will be saving my knee for race day. With that said, I'm done throwing myself a pity party. After all there are way more important things in life so I've adjusted by goals for Sunday's race.
NEW EUGENE MARATHON GOALS
I can't wait to enjoy every second of this beautiful gift given to me by my partner in crime. I can't wait to soak in every ounce of this course and dream about the legends that have competed in TrackTown USA. I can't wait to meet some of my favorite bloggers making the trek to Eugene and I CANNOT WAIT to circle the infamous Hayward Field en route to the finish line.
With everything that happened in Boston, I just want to thoroughly enjoy this race. I want to thank every volunteer, spectator and fan. I want to enjoy being surrounded by other runners in this amazing
sport community. Most importantly, I want to thank Casey a million times for making this marathon possible and for presenting me with the best gift I think I've ever received (you're amazing, babe).
Sometimes you need to put down the competitive juices, toss out the
Garmin Nike+ GPS watch, stop obsessing over paces and PRs and just BE.
Be grateful for two working legs. Be greatful for this sport. Be greatful for your surroundings.
After all, isn't that what running is all about?
And although, I'm adjusting my goals that doesn't mean I have forgotten them. I've made this Boston bracelet to wear around my wrist to remember and honor those affected and to constantly remind myself I want to be on that starting line in Hopkinton. I will not remove this bracelet until I BQ.
(Urban Outfitters in St. Louis supporting Boston with this window front painting)
**AND JUST BECAUSE--This woman is AMAZING and you should read her story by the Boston Herald, "Dance Instructor injured in bombing vows: 'I'll dance again...AND run the marathon.'"
**REMINDER: Registration for the 2013 ING New York City Marathon (lottery) opens tomorrow.
QUESTIONS FOR YOU:
WHAT ARE SOME OF YOUR GOALS FOR 2013?
HAVE YOU EVER RACED WITHOUT YOUR GPS WATCH?
I may still wear my watch, but I won't look at it as much or obsess over it like I usually do.
WHAT ARE SOME OF YOUR "BUCKET LIST" RACES?
The Eugene Marathon was on the top of my list. I'm so thankful to have such an amazing boyfriend.