“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)
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