Those who have been following my training on the podcast know that this training cycle hasn’t been going well for me. I’ve struggled with heat, humidity, asthma, stomach problems, and most recently, bronchitis. I haven’t been able to hit my workout targets in months, and recently DNF’d a half marathon.
Every runner training for a big goal race is worried about getting injured and all of us get injured at one time or another. I’m no exception. Last summer, when I was training for my first marathon, I was plagued by all sorts of knee issues. I managed to get through my training, but it was sub-par. Then the knee problem reared its ugly head in full force at mile 20 of the marathon. I still finished, but the knee issue hampered what otherwise would have been a good run. This year I’m training for the NYC marathon and I’ve implemented all sorts of recovery and injury prevention tools to make this training cycle better. I foam roll religiously every night, I stretch, I’ve increased my protein intake and I do regular strengthening exercises. I’m currently 6.5 weeks out from NYC and training has been going great. Yet, every single twinge and soreness I feel leads to fear and panic that I’m injured.
I don’t normally write up race recaps of 5K races, but then again I don’t normally race 5ks anymore, and this one felt particularly blog-worthy. I was originally planning on running the St. Charles Children’s Home 5K on Labor Day, as I do most Labor Days. This weekend we ended up going up to Fryeburg to spend time with family, and I decided to run a local 5K on Sunday instead since it was going to be cooler weather than Monday anyway.
As a result of my recent changes in employment over the past year, I feel like I have been in either a constant state of flux or a state of limbo. Learning a new job for six months, then deciding it wasn’t a good fit for me has caused me to re-enter the job market, and try to find something else.
This post was originally published on www.lifeupandrunning.com.
One of the first things women around my age say about my running is some version of “Oh, I could never do that!” Unless there is a glaring reason why not, my response is, “Of course you can, if you want to!”
If you want to do something, never tell yourself you can’t.