I love my Friday rambling time! After the week I’ve had I’m not sure what’s left to ramble on about, although I’m sure I can find something! I think for me right now I’ve gone from being very skeptical about my next 9 weeks of training to being on a mountain high with enthusiasm. There are not enough exclamation points or large enough letters for me to express how excited I am. I don’t even know where to begin!!
I’ve always believed, “ I don’t have to run, I want to run.” However I think in some aspects it has become just words and my enthusiasm had left me. I mean I still run and I still enter marathons but I do it because I would rather cut my pinkie toe off rather than miss an event. I felt like my relationship with running was wilting, which is odd because I love to read about it, talk about it, listen to others and compare war stories but I didn’t have the happiness in my heart. The passion was dying.
This morning was a whole new story. I couldn’t get out the door fast enough to see how I was going to feel and what my legs would do for me. It’s absolutely freakin’ amazing to feel like this again. I feel like a puppy on a leash wanting to run but being held back for all the right reasons. I say that since I’ve seen my new schedule. I only get to see a week at a time and I’m so okay with that. I can’t agonize about what’s coming up if I don’t know. I think that’s why I like races I’ve never done before. I don’t map out the course before I go because I would just rather not know. Let me find out as I go. I’ve sent all that info to the man with the plan so he’ll know but for the most part I’m trying to just not know.
So anyways, this next week I’m only running 3 days. Oy vey! I may climb the walls these other days!
I will have a clean house that’s for sure! I feel like someone has taken me to Frostings (if you’re ever on the Mississippi Gulf Coast and love cupcakes you need to go there!), let me sample and smell the cupcakes but is only giving me small portions many many days apart! Oh the torture!
Once again, it’s a good torture. It’s all about the finisher’s medal!
Also I have amazing nutritionist helping me and it’s starting to show on the scales. I am very blessed to have such amazing help. I know I probably drive both of them nuts but that’s what they get for being good at what they do! I just hope when San Francisco rolls around I can say thank you by performing to the best of my ability.