Thursday, January 18, 2018
Marathon Pace Thursday, Jan. 18, 2018
I wanted to try out Garmin's tracker feature on this run, so I decided to run with a vest. I didn't fill the bladder. Instead I used soft-bottles and loaded them in the front. I also packed a headlamp and my phone. You have to run with your phone for the tracker feature to work. The minute I put on the vest, I knew it was a bad idea. It was too heavy for me to do a six mile marathon pace run, especially one that started with hills. I knew, but I did it anyway. My husband wanted to run a mile with me to warm up, so after a slow mile, I stopped at home to pick up the vest and headed out.
I think that I'll never find a vest that I like. It was uncomfortable from the start, but I really thought that I could gut it out. At about the 2 1/2 mile mark I knew that I would pass my house. That knowledge just sucked the will out of me. I decided to stop and ditch the vest. I couldn't even make it home. I stopped at the 1.9 mark and just jogged home.
It was a longish break at home, because I had to fill my handheld. My plan, at that point, was to run four miles at marathon pace. So off, again, I went. There were hills to be had, but I had no excuse at all to quit at 2.7, but that is exactly what I did.
The fog descended on me. I left my light at home. My glasses were wet. I could barely see a thing, and I just tried my best to interval myself home. When I got home, I was a wet mess. Despite the fact that I looked like I had jumped into a swimming pool with my clothes on, my little handheld was not empty. Somehow, I had managed not drink hardly anything. I was nauseous, but despite feeling like crap, I drank everything in those soft bottles.
When my husband asked me about my run, I said that I failed on every level. He reminded me that at least I got in my mileage.
This epic failure had two causes. First, the minute I put that vest on, my mind decided that I was going to fail. Before I left the house, I knew that I was going to stop and put the vest down at the 2.5 mark. I was determined to try out the tracking feature, so I didn't want to admit it. I'm not sure if I could have salvaged the run after I stopped under any circumstances. Training is more about your state of mind than that of your physical state, but I also didn't have nearly enough food during the day to sustain the run. I had a scoop of UCAN before I left, but I had a small lunch, and I wasn't even really hydrated.
I can't do this two weeks in a row. Next week's marathon pace run is going to be magnificent. I'm promising myself right now that I am going to do everything right, or at the very least, make different mistakes.