As of Sunday night, my Boston plan has changed a bit. I talked to my friend Anne... you know, wonderful Anne who I ran 50 miles with? Anyway, she is very wise, an extremely accomplished runner, and I trust her advice/opinion. Based off a conversation I had with her, I have tweaked my Boston plan a bit!
This Saturday will not be a 15 mile run. It will be 18-20 miles... 20 minutes running, then 5 minutes walking. This should take me a little less than three and a half hours. The reasoning to walk/run is to preserve and stretch out my knee and work different muscles. The reason to do it this coming weekend is to give everything a good 3 weeks before the race to repair and for my knee to have another 3 weeks to get stronger.
My goal is to find someone to do this crazy run with me, but if I can't (which is likely), I shall just download a shit ton of pod casts and enjoy a long, warm trek on the rail trail all by my little lonesome.
I've done many long runs solo, but I haven't done any lately. I guess the last one would have been my 21 mile training run for the Harrisburg Marathon way back in November, 2012. Sheesh! That was a long time ago.
That was definitely the longest training run I did solo. I've run a lot of races solo... one of the longest would have been the last two legs of a 70 miler relay through the beautiful Laurel Highlands. I ran about 24 miles solo with no headphones. I naively thought there would be other runners around to talk to. Boy was I wrong. By that point in the relay, everyone was all spread out, and while I passed people from time to time, there was no one to run with.
I'm still wondering about Boston. People are either telling me, "You are being so smart and careful!" or they are telling me, "Be careful not to push yourself too hard, you just had surgery." My brain is giving me conflicting messages as well. One minute I'll be up, the next minute I'll be down.
There is one thing I know for sure. This was definitely not how I envisioned this spring going for me. I thought I'd be healthy and looking forward to the marathon. I thought I'd be basking in all the pre-Boston glory. I thought I'd be enjoying the hell out of my reward for BQ'ing. Instead, I am worrying, second guessing myself, and wondering if my ego is what is driving me to try to run this thing and not my brain.
Is running Boston even going to be worth it? Would I be happier if I just canned the idea now so I would no longer have to worry about it? I know these are questions I have to answer for myself, but I do not know the answers!
Do you find yourself constantly changing training plans or do you stick to the schedule?