on my first day of training for the big twenty six, i wrote it was, “cold as fuck.” that day in the middle of november, i had no idea how cold and snowy the winter would be or how upside down my life was about to become.
very quickly it got very cold. and then there was all that snow. one day in january it was so freezing i thought i developed frostbite on my fingers during a ten miler.
but despite the cold, there was beauty. my journey is documented in my journal with the words, “i fell in love with running all over again.”
“this run was therapy for me.”
“had a moment of feeling like everything is how it should be.”
“the sky is pink and gorgeous today.”
van morrison raves about october skies, but there is nothing quite as beautiful as running to exhaustion while it is snowing during a pink sunset in december.
still, training was a struggle. during these twenty four weeks my life has completely changed. so much has happened in the course of one hundred sixty days. i lost a job i loved. anthony and i celebrated milestone birthdays and got engaged! i traveled out of the country three times. i battled through a tumultuous break up with a girlfriend. last week i almost totaled my car.
and through it all, i ran.
at the time, i thought running was another obstacle to overcome, hurdle to get up and over. but now i see training for this race saved me. running got me out of the house and more importantly, it got me out of my head.
i wish i could say i went through these huge life changes with zero stress, but some days my anxiety got the best of me. some days it all seemed too much.
those days i would either attempt to console myself with popcorn and cheese, or i would run. most of the time a run would do the trick.
problems tend to seem a little smaller in the dead quiet of a winter afternoon.
yesterday i ran the final two miles of marathon training. i could not help but reflect on how different my life has become since i began preparing for the race.
as exciting as sunday will be, for me, it is not about the race. sunday will be about survival. i have battled through training, betrayal, and anxiety. i am a different beast than i was twenty four weeks ago.
twenty six miles is nothing.
bring it on long branch! SEE YA AT THE FINISH LINE!