Well hello there. It’s been a while, hasn’t it? For a wide variety of reasons, I haven’t had the time or mental energy to contribute to this blog for a very long time. One of those reasons is that I’ve been way off my running game, and struggling to find a groove with my fitness in general. Some weeks it goes well, some weeks I barely set foot in a gym, let alone go for a run.
Well, apparently I’ve had enough. Because on Tuesday I randomly, unexpectedly, and ill-advisedly signed up for a half marathon. My roommate Josh had found out from his training group that there were some entries going free, entirely free of charge. And apparently I was feeling in a bit of a fuck it mood. Lo and behold, I’m running a half marathon tomorrow morning.
Let me be very clear: I do not want to do this. My ankle hurts. My back hurts. It is hilly. It will be snowing. And I have not run more than 5 miles in the last year. However, I figure the worst that could happen is that I walk the whole thing. It would take me about 3 and a half hours, it wouldn’t be fun, but I’ll get it done. I’ve been running most nights this week, and whilst it’s started out painfully, it always ends well enough. Plus -I just know that if I take it super easy, I’ll be absolutely fine.
I think at the moment I have a really intense fear of running races, and that’s perhaps the reason I haven’t properly rehabbed my ankle – I’ve just been using it as an excuse not to try and race. I’ve built up this mental barrier,and I just want to prove to myself I can do this. I’ll take it super easy, I’ll stop to stretch when I need to, and it will all be fine.
So yes, it may be ill advised. But you know what? That’s okay.