I Will Survive by Gloria Gaynor is my new theme song. And not because I have been jilted by my lover, but because I am training for a marathon and just hoping to survive it all!
I “officially” began my formal training program last Saturday for the Diva ½ Marathon in Long Island, NY October 3rd. It is 10 weeks and counting until the big day. Before three months ago the furthest I had ever run was 3 miles (while I was in college) so the idea of running 8.5 miles was a tad incredibly daunting. Do I dare mention that it has been a few many years since college?
But successful running is ½ mental and ½ physical. So I am tackling both. I have slowly started tackling my fear of running and begun building up my strength and endurance. I am throwing out my “stinkin’ thinkin’” and replacing it with positive affirmations.
In June I ran 6.5 miles and now I can happily report I survived 8.5!!!
I want to scream it out loud and tell everyone I know because I am in a state of disbelief but that would be too embarrassing. My dear husband is very supportive but quite frankly doesn’t understand the need for grandstanding. He’s a New Englander through and through. But for me it’s so unbelievable that I must document that it happened and quietly but happily blog about it. So for my humble followers aka friends and family I hereby apologize and thank you in advance for your indulgence. I DID IT!!! I DID IT!!! I DID IT!!!
There was one tough moment when I asked my running partner exactly where we were running to only to realize we were running from one town to another. Gulp. Really? She told me later it was probably better that I didn’t realize exactly where I was going from the get go because that might have been too tough to handle.
Doesn’t God work in mysterious ways? So I’m not religious at all but she might be onto something. I felt great through the ½ way mark (4.3 miles) but then wanted to die a little for the next two before the thrill of accomplishment carried me the final 2.2 miles. It was a glorious feeling – just completing something that at one time seemed so far out of reach is a natural high worth experiencing.
This Saturday I face my second 8.5 run and I’m up for the challenge. The goal is to complete it. My running partner, mentor, coach and YMCA Boot Camp instructor Beth Schultz was a true inspiration – she pushed me when I told her I wanted to walk (kind of the whole time) and we had a wonderful time.
Ok – wonderful is a bit much but I did Survive!