I’m now approximately half way through my training plan, and so far, so good. As you all probably know by now, I’m working with Coach Suz, and it’s GREAT. I seriously don’t know how I’d be getting through this without her. I’m tired, but not sore or injured, which is a huge thumbs up. And with several double digit runs, including some Personal Distance Records under my belt, I’m feeling fairly confident in my ability to complete this marathon.
My recent post about being overwhelmed definitely still stands; I’ve got a crapload on my plate, and marathon training takes up a huge amount of space on that plate. I have a long road ahead yet. Still though, I don’t regret signing up for this. OK, maybe I do a little. The timing of my first marathon could have been better. But I’m excited nonetheless.
The deeper I get into training, though, the more I feel like this may be a “one and done” sort of deal for me. So far, this training cycle has been very rewarding. I’ve accomplished things I never though possible. I ran more miles at one time, in one week, and in one month than I ever have before. I’ve COMMITTED whole-heartedly to a training plan, and only missed a handful of scheduled runs in three months. That’s pretty amazing for a commitment-phobe like me.
BUT… I still feel like training has taken over my life. I have to schedule my life around my runs, instead of scheduling my runs around my life. I turn down social opportunities because of my run schedule. I miss out on things all the time. I’m tired all the time. As I’ve shared, I’ve got a lot of anxiety over fueling and weight gain due to the runger. I miss staying up late and having a few beers on Friday night, because I have to eat right and hydrate and get plenty of sleep before a long run. Thanks to my chat with the Suz, these areas are improving, but I’m still maxed out. Especially this week. I didn’t get released from rehearsal until midnight last night, and wasn’t in bed until almost one. Ugh.
While I am excited to accomplish what I set out to do, and while I can only imagine the feelings of elation and excitement I’ll feel when I cross that finish line in May, I doubt very much that I’ll be attempting another marathon any time soon. I’m looking forward to doing lots of shorter races this summer, and maybe making a half marathon PR attempt in the fall. I’m looking forward to maxing out my long runs at 10 miles, and having more flexibility with my training.
Have you run more than one marathon? How do you manage to have a life and train at the same time?