It's
the evening before the Chester Marathon. The night before my last
triathlon I was nervous that I wasn't prepared, so after only 3 weeks
of training to get round a 26.2 mile run here's what I'm thinking
ahead of the big day.
Have I trained
enough? Well... no, probably not. Not to get round in under 4 hours
which is my overall goal. But I reckon I can get round. I'm trying to
focus on the thought that If I push myself I can get round. At the
minute I'm feeling pretty happy. The only problem is I'm developing a
type of hypochondria. I've never been the kind of person to worry
about having an illness, if I'm ill, I'm ill. But today every time I
felt a tiny niggle as I walked along I worried It could be an injury.
This ended in me smothering my legs in deep heat. I haven’t stopped
there. The last couple of nights I've covered myself in Vickes before
bed and today I cooked the chicken in my tea an extra couple of
minutes just so I don't wake up with salmonella tomorrow!
Other than this
weird onset of hypochondria I've been focusing on nutrition (I like
the word nutrition, it makes eating sound scientific). The night
before my first triathlon I stuffed my face at pizza hut, an utterly
stupid mistake. Being sick whilst racing is not fun. So with my last
triathlon I made sure I ate better pre-race. Having learnt my lessons
I've been careful with my food and splashed out on carbs from less
stodgey foods. I'll be honest, I love food and my digestive system
isn't the best. I'm actually wondering how I'm going to go 4+ hours
without eating a decent meal or going to the toilet. But I'm sure
when the race gets going I'll have plenty of other things on my mind.
Or maybe not, I enjoy getting lost in my thoughts while I'm out
running but, never having run that far before, I might just run out
of thoughts before I get to the end.
Who knows what will
happen? All I know is that this time tomorrow, if I can get round and
be able to say that I've completed a marathon, I'll be happy. Very
happy.
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