There are some things in this life that are easy to declare. I love ice cream! My kids are cute! I love bedtime!
But then there are things that are not. Like: I’m going to train for a marathon.
I spent last week doing a lot of thinking about life. The things that we want and can’t have or can’t control the outcome over. The things that many of us take for granted without even realizing what blessings they are. That there are so many things that we *can* control but often fear is what holds us back, not anything permanent. I get like this – thinking too much. While often, my over-thinking annoys the heck out of me (and my husband!), sometimes it results in good. I think a lot about who I am and who I want to be.
Last week, I said outloud to my husband this big scary sentence of “I love telling people what I do for my job when they ask, but I want to add to that that I am also a photographer.” Do you know what happened? The very next day, 4 people emailed me about photo shoots through word of mouth recommendations. It’s not a big thing. I don’t need photography to be the way I make a living, but I love it and want to do it and saying it outloud was scary, but then it was like I got this message “You are one” and I felt at peace.
So, a few days ago, I was looking into fall half-marathons. It’s been a long time since I’ve run one – February of 2011 – and I wanted to do another. As I searched, I suddenly thought to myself “You’ve always wanted to do a full marathon. Why not?” and it was like this flash of inspiration. I got butterflies in my stomach and a nervous excitement that I haven’t felt in so long. I thought about how it is the scary, big, brave, unknown things in life that make those butterflies, but butterflies are the best feeling. It means that you are challenging yourself. It means that you aren’t playing it safe. I know I can train for and run 13.1 miles. I’ve done it. But 26.2? The unknown, the big, crazy, scary unknown has me excited for a new challenge.
So? I’m doing it!
I’m training for my first full marathon. All 26.2 miles of it. I’ve never run more than 13.1 and I’ve been sure to tell anyone who asks that the 13.1 was worse than childbirth (in my wimpy defense, childbirth was really amazing for me ), but I loved it. I should say, I didn’t train long enough for it – only 6 weeks. But I did it and it was such a great accomplishment that left me feeling so great. I can’t wait to face this new challenge. I can’t wait for the training runs, the work that goes into it and the guts it will take to get through the last 6 miles.
I can’t fully start training until November, but I have it on my radar and will be doing all I can before then to be ready for full on training for February 2013. Almost exactly 2 years to the day from when I ran my half. It won’t be like last time. I barely blogged at all about my training and fears and hopes and all that during the process. This time I will be. I will need the motivation, the place to share this journey, a place to keep me accountable.
I am taking on a big dream that I have had for so long. I can’t wait to share it all.
I also need lots of tips. Anyone done this? I am mostly nervous about fueling (never even ran with water while training for my half), getting up early to run (I like to sleep!), and staving off injuries. I have run regularly for 3 years with no injuries but have knees that like to bug me from time to time. I would love all of the feedback I can get.