Celebrating before I even run a step.
Nothing bad ever happens from that, right?
(Picture taken by a complete stranger)
Fortunately though, the expo on Friday had enough highly refined sugar to cause a high and subsequent fall that would make a meth addict impressed:
However, while I am nervous and still riding a slight sugar high it doesn't mean that I am unprepared. While I wish I had another month, my training has went well enough to be hopeful for big things during this race. Since Savannah, I've ran 5 solid weeks of training with a few weeks recovery and am ready! And therefore, I have high goals.
For those new to the blogoroo, and for those of you that KNEW it was coming, here are my definitions of A, B, and C goals. I always ALWAYS have a range of what I'd like to do on race day. Just like one of those all you can eat buffets, you're going to be there for a long time. Having no strategy will lead to eating wayyyy too much cheap salad and not nearly enough delicious buffet steak. (Just using the term delicious and buffet steak in the same sentence gives me diarrhea) There are a lot of factors that can swing me from an A goal to a B goal and so on. Including:
- Bad weather / wind. You have to race the day as much as you race the course
- Poor nutrition
- Injury leprechaun
My A goal is if everything works right, unicorns and rainbows collide into an orgasm inducing run. Something like this:
My C goal is the time that, if I don’t beat, I’ll be very disappointed in myself. Something like this lady:
My B goal is a goal that is somewhere between rainbow orgasms and total failure. Something like this:
So, with that, here are my goals for the race tomorrow. Aggressive? Yes, very very aggressive.
B goal: Sub 3:14
C goal: Sub 3:19
For this race, I'm putting it all on the line and going for broke. I figure that conditions will never be better for me to run a killer race. I'm at home, eating my own food,
So, I know what the crazy runner freaks are saying to themselves:
I recently told a friend who is running her first marathon tomorrow that "if it feels hard during the first half, you're running WAAYYYY too fast". Right now, BQ for me is too fast. But, I suppose that doesn't mean that I can't blow up, pee my pants, and do the walk of shame while trying!