Seriously, training for a marathon is like having a part-time job. Lately, I feel my life is just two things: working (at my real, paying job) and running. Last week, I spent close to 10 hours running and training and my hours are only increasing.
As a result of all this time on my feet, there are all sorts of interesting side effects. And by interesting, I mean not that awesome. I am generally a bit tired. I’m always hungry. I have new weird muscle stiffness pretty much daily. My sweaty workout laundry far outnumbers my regular laundry and I now have two black toenails which I feel compelled to paint dark shades of nail polish so people don’t recoil in disgust when they see them. It is sandal season after all. And consequently, I’m slowly going broke from regular pedicures – ones in which I feel compelled to give a large tip to the poor woman that has to handle those gross toes and mangled runners feet. Sigh… Training for a marathon really isn’t very pretty.
But, I guess its all part of the process.
I flip flop between feeling totally prepared and completely terrified. On Sunday, my marathon training group at the Running Room ran an excellent 26K. It was a beautiful day and a great route but I totally hit a wall around the half marathon mark. That’s about the time my body decides it is done for the day. My water was just about done, my muscles were tired and I was ready to go eat lunch. Unfortunately, we were still 5K away from our destination.
This weekend, I signed up to run A Midsummer Night’s Run. This will be my second 30K race and my second longest run of my whole life. It will be a good test to see whether I’m on track with my training, or wildly unprepared. Let’s hope for the former.