Less than 2 weeks until the Martian Marathon which means I am on my taper. And I am going crazy. I have a love/hate relationship with tapering. I love it because it is something to look forward to after weeks of logging long miles. It finally gives the body a chance to rest. At the same time, I hate it because my body (and mind) is used to logging long miles and doesn’t know what to do with itself.
Yesterday, I had a taper injury panic. You know what I am talking about. That pain that you never noticed before and is probably just sore muscles, but because it is so close to race day, you fear the worst. I had an easy bike ride and was getting a weird pain in my knee. Thankfully though, it hasn’t bothered me since and I have done a 5 mile run since.
The taper injury panic yesterday was followed by the taper lack of preparedness panic today. I just had to do an easy 5 miles. I felt miserable the entire way. I was sluggish, tired, and sore. My arms hurt, my lungs hurt, my legs didn’t want to go and it felt like I was lugging a bag of cement. Mentally it was a frustrating run. After all my training and 5 miles is kicking my butt?? What the heck?? How am I going to do 26.2?? My confidence was boosted when I got home and looked at my watch to see that I had averaged 7:50 miles – probably faster than I should have been going.
Anyways, I just need to stay positive for the next 10 days. I know I have trained adequately. I know that my body will hold up. I just need to remember it.
|Total Distance||134.9 mi||29050 yards||254.4 mi||405.8 mi|
I am super happy with my numbers for month. Compared to last March, I had over 100 more miles and over 12 hours more time spent training. I just have to remember this as I taper so that I don’t get down on myself.
I leave you with song lyrics that keeps me going on my hard workouts. I first heard this at the beginning of the Steelhead half iron last year and it gets stuck in my head all the time:
This is ten percent luck, twenty percent skill
Fifteen percent concentrated power of will
Five percent pleasure, fifty percent pain
And a hundred percent reason to remember the name!
-Fort Minor “Remember the Name”