When you tell non runners you are running a marathon, they assume London.
When you tell non runners you are running a different marathon, they ask you if it is the same distance as London.
When you tell non runners you are running 26.2 miles somewhere other than London they tend to think you are mad.
Despite running 5 official marathons, 1 official ultra, 1 unofficial ultra and lots of long training runs, it is ‘THE’ London marathon that is scaring me the most. The more people that say “me too” furthers this feeling.
Or perhaps I’m always this petrified and I’ve forgotten. After reading Louise’s post this week I realised there is a fine line between stress (fear) that moves you forward and stress that holds you back. At the moment I’m in the positive side of this balance.
There are a series of things making me feel fearful:
- I don’t have a training plan, for the first time I decided to write my own, well sort of I scribbled long run distances on my calendar.
- After Barcelona last year, I had pinned London as a repeat performance. Hoping to score Boston qualification for a second time. I’ve saved up for flights this time.
- I’ve moved house, I don’t know any long routes and all my long run buddies are about 26 miles away.
- I still feel like I’m returning from injury, but that was July and I need to get over it.
- I prefer smaller races, except for Barcelona where it was ridiculously wide, I’ve preferred smaller races over the big city ones.
Yesterday I had a trot over some of the marathon route, stopping on Tower Bridge, trying to remember Simon‘s words from his book on the London Marathon Route. I thought about people who try year after year to get a place and don’t, realising just how lucky I am.
I don’t really have a game plan for London Marathon, I don’t think my Barcelona time is possible. However, there’s so much to look forward to on the route. David at Westferry, Run Dem at Mile 21 and Datchet Dashers at Mile 23. I want to run this city, I want to run ‘THE’ marathon and I want to do it with a smile on my face.
I’m no good at pushing myself hard, but I hope that by doing some speed work, running with my club and keeping my chin up that I can run and be proud of my race no matter what time I do.
After all there’s always next year….