Obama's elected and our eight year national nightmare about to end. My calf, my achilles don't hurt and I'm running consistantly. Long runs and speed workouts. Things are so good!!
The economy is crumbling and maybe my practise will, too. My running times are slow while my heart beats fast. The Disney Marathon is barely 2 weeks away and I need another month of training. How could things be more discouraging?
The truth is, I can't figure it out. Not the Obama and the economy part, of course, those are clear. It's the running. Interval workouts, tempo workouts, anytime I try to go fast. I push, my legs speed up, my heart rate rises. My pace quickens and I go the distance. But I don't do it fast.
I know that the loss of so much training time this summer has an adverse affect and that it lingers. Gaining a few pounds doesn't help while being cautous with my training to guard against reinjury is smart but doesn't help me recover quickly.
But I keep wondering if, perhaps, my speed will never return. Maybe age is doing me in. And I wonder if Disney will be awful. So I keep looking for November and December workouts leading up to past Disney's to compare to similar runs now. Which was faster? If I'm slower now, are there extenuating circumstances like bad weather or wearing heavier clothes? In which was my heart rate faster? I keep hoping for encouraging comparisons. But, for the most part, they're not. They just remind me of what I already know. I'm not going as fast as I want. I'm not in the shape that I want.
There are many bright spots. When I compare myself now to how I was one or two or three months ago, that is. Or when I consider my pain free lower extremity to the continuous discomfort over the summer. But when I go further back than that...not so great.
The signals are mixed. But one thing is clear enough. Disney is 17 days away.
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