So, it’s time.
I realized today (derp) that my next half marathon:
is less than 2 months away. I think it’s technically 9 weeks away, so I have 8 weeks to train.
No big deal, right? I can still run 13 miles, right? Ummm. Maybe?
I ran 7 miles a few weeks ago and didn’t die and I probably could have done 6.1 more, but I didn’t really WANT to. And there lies my problem.
Truthfully, I haven’t really felt the urge to start training like I thought I would. After running for almost 3 years straight (which, I realize is like a blip in time for most of you) I thought I would find my running mojo soon. Well, that’s what I kept telling myself – and surprise It hasn’t arrived. Some runs are good. Some feel great. Some are horrible.
Now, I’m not making excuses. I’m still running. I’m still going to run the race (it’s one of my favorites!) and I’m still going to schedule out some long runs over the next 6 weeks. What I’m not doing is stressing about time or pace. I’m aiming to have fun and feel good and remember why I love running long distances in the first place. I’m hoping this race can give me a pep talk.
The plan? Keep my schedule similar to what it is now (where I average about 10-12 miles a week – I know, so hardcore), but add a long run on Saturday. Yes, that means sucking it up and getting out of bed early again on Sundays (and by early I mean 6am). It means no more sleeping in and mostly early nights on Saturday. Considering I did this for 22 weeks, I think I can strap on a sack, man up, and do it for 6 weeks.
For the long run, I’m thinking 8, 8, 10, 10, 12, 10, 10, 8. Sound reasonable?
Yes, it’s time to suck it up people and get those crazy legs running again.
Alright Ryan, if you say so.
Have you ever lost your mojo? How did you get it back?