What’s more exciting than making it official? Think: We’re getting married! or I’m buying a house! Big announcements are thrilling, but on the flip side, they come served with a side of self doubt: Do I want to be with him forever? Can I really afford that place?
My announcement may not be extraordinarily life-changing, but I’m happy/anxious to say that I just registered for a marathon.
I know that many of you eat marathons for breakfast, but for me, they’re a big deal and a heady proposition. I’ve run a handful of 26.2 milers before, but after injuring my knee a year ago, I’ve struggled to get my mileage and fitness back to where they need to be to commence training for a major race. But since I’m now feeling healthy and strong, I’ve started to dip my toes into marathon training and the water feels just fine.
. . .well, sort of. In my few short weeks of marathon training, I’ve started to remember some baggage that comes with the journey. Here are just a few parts of training I think I’ll file under love/ hate:
Foam Rolling. Every. Single. Night. And if I don’t, things hurt.
Things hurt anyway.
Long runs are long, and hard (and sometimes boring). Pandora helps. Friends are better.
I am thirsty. All the time.
Running becomes even higher on the priority list than normal. Trumps things like “being presentable.”
Are you training for something now? Hit me up on twitter @jessiesebor to let me know how your training is going and to follow my marathon progress as well!