“I trained.” I said that to my running pal last week and felt a wave of relief.
“I trained.” I said that to my running pal last week and felt a wave of relief. I trained, consistently, for the past 16 weeks, and when you’ve done the work, that’s something those nagging fears that creep into our minds can never take away from us. I trained for a marathon to fall in love with running again, and that’s something no higher mileage hectic weekends busy work weeks pacing practice faltered tempos strength training cross training rest days competition past PRs future goals expectations what if’s what’s possible’s can take away from me. I trained, to run unbothered through the uncomfortable, and that’s something no taper scaries hydration fueling travel exhaustion back pain foot pain chafing discomfort unplanned factors race day nutrition race day weather race day anxieties excuses can take away from me. I trained. I ran 500 miles and fell in love with running again along the way. So now I think it’s time for a victory lap: just 26.2 to go. #unbothered (at Boston, Massachusetts) https://www.instagram.com/p/BpcC34xFymF/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=10jc1t3nxwalg -- source link
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