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The Peak Week That Wasn't

Posted Sep 26 2012 7:36pm
"As runners, we often push our limits. We pursue goals and strive for perfection, and sometimes when we go to the next level, we don't look back at what we've already accomplished." - Brian Hsia, NYRR

So we're 5 1/2 weeks away from the NYC Marathon & we have 3 hard weeks left till taper. How the hell did that happen?!

This week was supposed to be the first week of real "peak" training. Coach Cane e-mailed us and hyped up this week, talking about how it's a really important week.. or something..

And then I got sick. No, not a cold that makes it a bit difficult to run. I came down with muscle aches, chills, and a fever. I am now on Day 3 of said symptoms. I've missed 2 1/2 days of work, because trying to move with a 102 degree fever makes me want to hurl & cry at the same time. And if you're a healthcare worker, where patients are scheduled for you everyday, you know that calling in sick is the same as causing the end of the world. And while I was definitely worried about calling in sick with no coverage, missing my training this week was the 2nd top thought in my mind.
I was so worried about missing training that I made irrational running plans. I e-mailed Coach Cane asking how I could re-work my schedule to get the mileage in. In fact, last night I put aside all my running clothes and made a plan to meet Anand after work so we could run 5-6 miles. And then I woke up this morning feeling like a truck had hit me. And my thermometer confirmed that my fever, did not in fact, break, as I had thought. (FYI: Coach Cane totally told me not to run and to just do an easy jog when I felt better. And he told me that if I was well enough to do the scheduled long run on Saturday, I wouldn't have to worry. But we all know I don't listen to people who know what they're talking about).  So I called in sick again today and sent texts to my brother, who had to run his first marathon sick and dehydrated.

I need to mention that he waited a long time before he texted me the "JK." So I just cried in bed for a little.
18 mile glory.

And last weekend I ran 16 miles. I pushed through even though I was in pain from my IT band. Which probably was not a wise choice. But a fill-in coach gave a disapproving look when we tried to cut it short at 13 miles. It wasn't the best run. But my body did it.

That's my "not impressed" look after the 16 mile run.  I can't do it as well as McKayla Maroney.

Ah. That's much better. McKayla does that face so well!
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But even though that 16 mile run wasn't great, it was still 16 freaking miles! There are times during our long runs where I think, "How is it possible that I'm running this long?" It's amazing what our bodies can do with discipline and focus.

The point is, sometimes it's important to take a look back at everything we've accomplished. Especially after a bad run, or after a sick week. It's easy to fall into the trap of harshly judging ourselves, and freaking out when things don't go as planned. It's easy to forget that 2 years ago, I could barely run a mile without feeling like I was going to die. It's easy to forget the sense of accomplishment I had from that first 4 mile race that I trained for, when I'm deep into marathon training. 

Sometimes, looking back at everything we've accomplished is just as important as looking forward. 
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