The contest ends tonight (midnight PST) but it might take me some time to sift through all the entries and announce the winners.
Also, if you're on the east coast I hope your power stays on and your streets don't flood. And I hope your twitter stays on for important updates:
(one among a number of Sandy spoofs)
I've barely mentioned it on the blog, but I'm registered for and am running the New York City marathon this Sunday. And I'm excited for it in the "get to run with some of the best runners in the world in one of the coolest cities in the world" kind of way.
I'm not excited in the "holy shit I've trained so hard I want to get out there" kind of way. Because I haven't trained hard.
And honestly I hate running races where I don't think I'm ready to give a decent performance. I'm planning on moving back from corral 1 (which I probably didn't belong in to begin with?) and hopefully I can tuck and hang on with the 3:30 pacer.
"Hey Margot! Wouldn't a 3:30 still be a PR?".
Yeah it would. But I still like to think that on a good day, my eyes would be set on a faster time than a 3:30. But who knows...maybe moving back with a 3:40 pacer would be more wise. The problem is that I've pretty much put in seven weeks of marathon training. Which is about 10 weeks too short.
The good news is that I've been able to be more consistent about weekly long runs than I ever was before when I was travelling all the time to visit Anthony. So I've put in a few 20 milers. The bad news is that most of my serious training has been put in chasing after McDonald's. Seriously.
Paces like 7:15 - 7:20 that were around half marathon pace now feel like 10k pace. And the frustration that I feel when realizing that I am pushing so hard for something that used to feel hard-but-relaxed is tangible. Some of this I can blame on the sub-par new running routes I'm taking which somewhat resemble a steeplechase course, but that's not the only reason.
Regardless, hopefully this feeling magically goes away come Sunday.
That usually happens, right? ;-).
So I guess I taper now. Does a seven week training program even deserve a taper? I'm not sure, but I think I'm going to be doing low mileage with a few marathon pace miles in there this week and a hell of a lot of electrostim therapy (which is a lot of fun!), carbs, sleep, water, and compression.
So if you happen to be in NYC and see an extremely uncomfortable looking short-ish person wearing ears and cussing out the world on November 4th, put up your hand. I will high five you. And potentially steal your beer / ice cream cone.
And then please tell me to run faster.