So about a year ago I did something kinda crazy.
At the time I had only participated in 5Ks and the longest distance I’d ever tackled was about four miles. Now, of course, I’ve added 10Ks to my roster and a couple of 5 mile races so participating in a half-marathon seems like the next logical step. But after spending the past nine months or so anticipating this, it’s still hard to believe it’s actually here. You see, as of yesterday I am officially in training!
The training plan I’m using from No Meat Athlete lasts 12 week and includes four runs a week, two cross-training days, and a rest day. I actually had the training plan long before I registered for the Rock ‘n Roll Cleveland Half, back when I had (very) briefly considered running a different half. Luckily the schedule as is required very minimal tweaking to fit my routine, like making sure the one cross-training day was on Saturdays for my yoga class.
|I take organization to a scary level|
Four years ago, life handed me a huge motherfucking bag of lemons. My entire world was flipped on its head and I spent a good six months nearly suicidal. Details are unimportant, just know that it was bad. Very bad. I was a very different person back then. Almost unrecognizable and I don’t just mean physically. Mentally, emotionally — all of it really does feel like a lifetime ago. And if the differences are noticeable to me I can’t even imagine how it looks to an outside observer. So for my half-marathon training to start on this weekend of all weekends seems….fitting.
Yes, ladies and gents, this is what a big ol’ glass of ice cold sparkling lemonade looks like and I can’t wait to tackle those 13.1 miles.
Any advice from more seasoned runners out there?
Love from the ashes,