As I walked out to the van (yes, I’m one of those moms) on Saturday night after church cramming another granola bar down, I whined to Kevin, “I’m achy and starving all the time and my legs don’t want to MOOOVE!!! Why did I sign up for the full again?!”
“Babe, you just ran 16 miles. You’re going to feel it.”
“Yeah, I guess. But it sucks. I just want to lay on a beach and eat ice cream.”
“You and me both babe. If it were easy, everyone would do it! Remember?”
He is so right. I think I was hoping that since training has been going so shockingly well to this point, I wouldn’t feel much of a physical sacrifice.
I’m so grateful for the experience thus far, and I don’t want to crawl into a cave (aka. bed) and take more ibuprofen when the tough, teachable moments present themselves.
The last 2 weekends I have broken personal distance records, and as slow and monotonous (15 mi on the treadmill last weekend) and anticlimactic as those runs were, I’m really proud of myself for finishing them! “No pain no gain.” Darn it, that annoying football slogan is true…at least in this case. No pain no gain is also true in the case of waking up before the sun, like I wrote about on Tuesday.
Sacrifice is often necessary to live the life you truly want to live. Gotta love the real life applications from a physical trial like marathon training.
Quick shout out to my facebook encouragers…THANK YOU! Your words and likes (as dumb as that is) mean so much to me! I am so thankful to be able to share the training journey and what I’m learning along the way. I love that you celebrate with me. It gives me the courage to lace up my shoes for the next run.
Quick shout out to Kev…you’re the best babysitter and cheerleader (sorry) and hubby ever! C bear and baby AB are so lucky to have a daddy who loves to hang with them.
Quick shout out to Karmin, Katy Perry, Lecrae, Michael Jackson, and musical theater song writers everywhere...You rock. And I rock out when I listen to you…You especially help me when I pass the 12 mile mark and my legs feel like they’ve been injected w/lead.
And of course, God, thanks for giving me lungs that can breathe and legs that can run. Thank you for my level headed husband, for GU and Nike run. Thanks for this opportunity to raise money for clean water in Africa. (Would you visit my Compassion team page and consider donating $26.20 toward a well where people desperately need it?! My goal is $500 and I’m already 12% there!)
Shoot this is turning into a grammy speech. 🙂 I think it’s because I feel amazing. It’s my rest day, it’s gorgeously perfect outside, and I’m less hungry and achy.
Here’s to another week of marathon 2014 training! (only 23 down…7 to go!)