Way back in October this seemed like a good idea –Paddock Wood, a not too taxing half marathon to test my running recovery. Now, with four days to go, not quite such a good idea! Why do I do this to myself? (I wonder if Mo ever feels like this!)
The pre-race nerves have started! I’m distracted and can’t seem to settle to anything. The sooner Monday comes around, the better! It’s not like I’m under any expectations to win. I’ll just be one of 2750 runners taking part but like a lot of runners I want to do “better than last time”. And pressure’s supposed to be good for you, right?!
Perhaps I should have checked the diary first and not made matters worse by entering a run which just happens to be the weekend when the clocks go forward and we lose an hour’s sleep. As if I was going to get a good night’s sleep anyway, terrified for some reason I’ll sleep through three alarms – in case we have a power cut overnight or the batteries run out if you were wondering!
My race pack has arrived safely and my “in case of emergency” details completed. Also safety pins have been located; outfit (?!) selected and nicely laid out in a heap; left and right socks identified; regular hourly checks of all three weather apps on my phone taking place – and all possible weather scenarios have been forecast for Sunday over the last week! And my pre, post and mid race energy supplies assembled and tested. Indeed, more jelly babies have had to be purchased – the initial pack was just a trial to make sure they were satisfactory. Yes, okay, I finished them off and had to buy more!! And this time the pack remains sealed until Sunday morning! 🙂
So why do I feel so ill prepared and why am I having this confidence crisis? I did most of “the distance” the week before last (I knew a half marathon was 13.1 miles, I just hadn’t realised this also equated to 21 point something kilometres and I missed out the point something kilometres). And the only time I walked was for about 15 seconds when I saw a funeral cortege coming towards me and it felt like the appropriate thing to do.
I have afterall done more training for this than probably any other run, even marathons (that makes it sound like I do marathons all the time – wrong, it’s just that I’ve done more than one – okay, two but that still makes it plural). And I have to be honest, all this earnest training is probably down to the jantastic “effect” otherwise known as the “making me do it” technique!
One of my concerns probably relates to a little niggle in my right leg/knee area which made its presence felt at the end of last week. I’m hoping it’s down to overtraining. The weird thing is it hasn’t stopped me being able to run (yet), it’s more of a problem when I’m standing around. Anyway, I cut back on distance last week and lots of icing, elevation (or watching the television upside down with my leg in the air) and massaging has taken place. Fingers are crossed, though obviously not while massaging – that would be silly!
Tomorrow is my last “training” run, just a 5k to keep the legs moving and hopefully not aggravating the niggle. And then two days in which to keep myself calm, very busy and eat lots of pasta and drink lots of water. I’ll see you on the other side 🙂