Seriously, who runs two half marathons in one month? This girl.
I don’t recommend it.
I woke up at 5am against my own will this past Sunday morning at the annoying sound of my alarm. I pressed snooze. I wanted nothing to do with running 13 miles on a brisk Sunday morning. I just wanted to sleep. I pulled myself out of bed and started to make my oatmeal. Half awake, I’m pretty sure I even forgot what I was supposed to be doing today until my parents called saying they were on their way to pick me up. Oh, right… I have to run a half marathon this morning. If they weren’t picking me up, I don’t know if I would have gone. I scarfed down my oatmeal, slugged my Gatorade & downed some peanut butter. My dad, otherwise known as my athletic trainer, taped my IT bands & then we were off to Newton High School.
Even if I didn’t want to run it, the nerves set in. I was nervous because I hadn’t been running since I was injured. I was nervous because I was running it alone. I was nervous because I wasn’t confident. All of my confidence from my last race was gone. I had trained so hard for my last race & ended up injured… who said this one would be different?
Unfortunately, it wasn’t different. I ran all 13.1 miles in pain. It takes about 3 miles for my IT bands to “warm up”, then around mile 7, they start to give out right as I become mentally drained, too. I don’t give up though, I’m too proud. Let me tell you, pride isn’t always the best thing to have. I continued to run the rest of the 13.1 miles in so much pain that I wanted to cry when I saw the finish line. I was living for that “finish” sign ever since mile 7. I was so happy to cross and finish my second half marathon.
Despite the lack of motivation, lack of confidence and extreme pain – I feel pretty bad ass. I ran two half marathons within one month of each other. I proved to myself that I could run a half marathon, and then I proved it to myself again for a second time. It’s a rush.
I am nervous though. I am nervous to start running again. I’m nervous that I am going to permanently injure my legs unless I change something. I have started to see my personal trainer for strength training. I promised myself I would add yoga into my weekly routine. I plan on seeing a physical therapist soon. I need to make this right. Running is my passion, running is my drug & running is my happiness.
But seriously, don’t ever run two half marathons that close to one another.
Next up, Fenway Spartan Sprint. What’s wrong with me?