We have 10 weeks left until the Chicago Marathon start line – that’s scarily close.
This weekend I had 15 miles on my training plan and after a few too many drinks on Friday night (I blame the Jaeger bombs) I woke up feeling pretty ropey on Saturday morning. I put off my run for hours, sitting on the sofa trying to convince myself that I could do the run on Sunday instead.
I text Kerry (my ‘coach’) asking if I could swap my runs around or if I had to buck up my ideas and just run. The response was: ‘Whether or not you buck up your ideas is up to you, I’m not the one who wants to run 3:35 in Chicago. You’ll either do the training or you won’t.’
Right. No-one can do the training for me. If I want to achieve a Boston Qualifying time of 3:35, then I have to do the work.
A few months ago, Jess wrote a great post asking if you’re really willing to give what it takes to reach your running goals, and the after giving myself a stern talking to, I feel like I am. Unlike last year’s busy weekends, this summer I am prioritising my training runs and workouts over boozy nights out (from now on…!).
My long run yesterday was a bit of a slog, however I met my target pace throughout the 15 miles at 9.09 min miles. I had spent the morning feel sorry for myself before reading some Chicago race recaps which was exactly the motivation I needed to put my trainers on and get out on the road.
I still have 10 weeks to go, that’s a lot of hard workouts and sacrifices will have to be made, but I’m ready to make them to crush my goals on the 11th October.