When I think back to my National Marathon training session, my second marathon, I had a big goal. To everyone I talked to it was to just PR and get close to 4:05—but my secret squirrel goal was to sub-4 hour that race. My initial marathon, Philly in 2010, I ran in 4:29:37—and people kept saying that getting close to 4-hours was going to be a difficult feat. However, I remember that I KNEW it was inside of me to sub-4. As I would do my training runs on the basement treadmill while watching The Biggest Loser, I would race every last .2-miles of the runs and envision the finish line getting closer and closer and as I crossed the line my arms would extend in the air triumphant—I DID IT! I sub-4’ed! EVERY. SINGLE. TRAINING. RUN. I saw it happen—then on race day I willed that scene to happen and the picture I have now of me crossing that finish line is everything I had envisioned as I ran on that treadmill. The power of positive thinking is very strong—it’s the mental aspect of training for a Boston Qualifying time. It’s believing that you can do it; it’s pushing past your comfort zone. It’s counting backwards from 100 when you hyperventilate because you are paralyzed with fear. It’s trusting your training and knowing that in your heart of hearts YOU can succeed; you WILL succeed.
Yesterday, as I drove home from my 19-mile long slow distance run I will admit I cried. I cried because I was filled with emotion. It’s been a tough 2013 for me personally: we have had to make some important decisions as a family; I went through the lows of not getting selected for Nuun’s HTC team to the highs of having them ask me to be a part of Ragnar with them . I totally bonked on my ½-marathon attempt and have questioned more than once if I am capable of running a BQ in Toronto. All of that emotion, combined with an amazing week of running where my confidence soared thanks in part to some wonderful, supportive friends and family who truly believe I can accomplish this achievement overflowed when Katy Perry’s new song, Roar came on the radio. If by some chance you’re not familiar with the song, the chorus goes like this:
Race day is coming, and it’s coming fast. My training schedule, nor my everyday life events, plus work, plus trying to get things in order are not going to get any easier. In fact, my training schedule over the next three weeks is pretty frightening—I will peak at 52-miles. That will be my highest mileage week ever run.
Peak weeks are approaching….
I am planning to play things smart and safe—fuel my body properly, fuel my soul and spirit properly, care for my body by seeing my chiropractor and foam rolling and icing. But as race day approaches Katy Perry’s song is becoming my anthem. Oh yeah, you’re gonna hear me roar—I will roar so loud that the earth will shake. And whether or not I walk away from that finish line with a BQ time—I will cross that finish line with my head held high, my fists pumping triumphantly in the air because I will have succeeded. I will have stared down that dream that burns so deeply within me and I will know that I went after it with everything that I have; with my whole being. And THAT is what makes us each successful! That is what champions are made of—not the actual act of winning, but the process that we go through to make it to that day and see it through to its completion no matter what the outcome.