As much as I love fall, it’s kinda killing my mojo this year.
Don’t get me wrong. This isn’t like last time. Running is still fun and I continue to look forward to my Friday runs. This past Friday it was just a wee bit chilly and the Metroparks were fairly absent of other people, so I could just focus on me and my run and it was, well, lovely. The overcast sky was messing up the GPS on my running app (or at least I presume that’s what it was), so distance and pace weren’t even factors. Which ended up being quite liberating.
But as the warm weather and bright days sunset into cool evenings and dark mornings, all I want to do is stay in bed just a little bit longer. Waking up early to work out during the week is getting harder and harder, even when I don’t have to actually leave my bedroom to exercise.
My fourth 5K is next Saturday and my fifth is still a month away and as much as I am looking forward to running them, I knew deep down I needed something extra. Something with a little more oomph. Something to really get me excited and out of my autumnal ennui.
Like I often say: go big or go home, yes?
When the Rock ‘n Roll Marathon Series announced a few months ago that they were coming to Cleveland, I first felt that spark of Hmmmm. Maybe… It’s a big deal, running a half marathon. 13.1 miles. Farthest I’ve ever gone is 4.25. Of course, y’know, there are training schedules so it’s not like I’m going to just show up at the starting line and expect to run thirteen miles.
And then I sorta forgot all about it. Oh, I’d vaguely tell people I was considering training for a half in 2013, but I never actually went beyond just the idea of it. Then last night, outta nowhere, I found myself on the registration site. Really, I couldn’t even tell you what prompted me to check it out, but there I was. And I waffled, back and forth back and forth. I had no real excuse not to sign up, but my mind was going a million miles a minute with reason after reason why this was a bad idea. Or why it could wait until later. Or why I should just think about it some more.
But then, in one sheer moment of blind optimism, I registered. I registered for a half-marathon. Since it’s non-refundable and non-transferable, there’s no turning back now, kids.
I have no idea how I’ll feel about running a half marathon. I may hate it, but at least I’ll be able to say I did it. Or I may love it and move up to full marathons. No freaking idea, which is, of course, part of the fun. It’s new and exciting and completely unlike anything I will have ever done before. Falls into that whole getting out of my comfort zone thing.
Now, to be fair, the Rock ‘n Roll Cleveland Half Marathon isn’t until October 2013. So I have, y’know, roundabout a year until this is something I really have to
worry think about. Based on a twelve week training schedule, I don’t need to start until mid-July, which means early morning runs before work are possible and by the time my fall fatigue sets in again next year I’ll only be a few weeks out from the race.
But I’m excited already and love that I can officially say I’m training for a half marathon in 2013!
Any advice for a first time half marathon runner?
Love from the ashes,