First Came Running Season 2010
Five races of stair-stepping distances perfectly spaced-out to build a respectable base and align the stars for a PR at the Austin Livestrong Half Marathon on February 19, 2012. It was almost too good to be true. No – it was too good to be true. I managed to get out to the first race (a six-miler). It went terrible, but I at the time I thought “Hey, it’s just one race, right?” The second race I only made it as far a packet pickup. By the third and fourth races I didn’t even get that far. Then it was the holidays AND my big 3-0 so . . . well, you know.
Then Came Crunch-time 2011
When the New Year rolled around I was flush with renewed commitment to the now three-quarters-over running season and the idea that with a concerted effort and ever-so-slightly-condensed training plan, there was still plenty of time to make the first race of 2012 a rocking PR. Unfortunately, January snuck by like a bare-footed tip-toeing post-curfew sophomore through the entryway after midnight – straight ninja. There was at least some running occurring, which was, at the very least, a vast improvement over the preceding months, but nothing even approaching the Plan for PR. Ten more minutes of snoozing turned into “I’ll run after work,” which became “Who can run after happy hour, anyway?” and then – WHAM – February.
Now We Are at T-minus 5 Days
It’s race week. All the ants are happily tapering inside where it’s warm, enjoying their wealthy stores of base distance, speed drills, and hill training. Meanwhile this spendthrift grasshopper remains out in the cold scrambling to cobble together basic achilles flexibility just to survive race day.
This is officially where the rubber meets the road.