The Route 66 Marathon date is quickly approaching. Looking back several months, I must admit that it has been a long and tiresome journey. It has also been a very rewarding journey as well. Since beginning a more dedicated behavior of running, I have felt really well mentally and physically. I’m at the point now that I get cranky if I do not run.
In order to confront my anxieties associated with next Sunday’s run, I would like to look back to see how far i’ve come. This all started in late April/early May when I was starting to wind down graduate school. My time had been dominated by academics and therefore I was terribly out of shape. My weight had ballooned to the highest that it had ever been. As a result of that situation, I invested my money into a Wii Fit. I enjoyed using the Wii Fit but it wasn’t enough for me. I needed a more strenuous exercise regime.
In June, I began running short distances, using the exercise bike, and climbing stairs at Memorial Stadium. This led to me losing over 50 pounds. Next comes a major event that has great bearing in my current situation. My sister had mentioned the Tulsa Run to me and I had initially shrugged it off. Over the next week I started believing that I could make such a run. This chain of events caused me to enter a 5K race which instantly hooked me. From that point I began running any race in the general vicinity, including the Tulsa Run.
Throughout this process, I kept upping the bar on my running. If I could run a 10K (Tulsa Zoo Run), then I could run a 15K (Tulsa Run). This continued until I made the fatefull decision to enter the Route 66 run. Upon entering my training, my mileage has increased dramatically to the point where I log 40 miles a week and run atleast one long run (approx. 20). Never in my life would I have dreamed of running 20 miles at one time, yet i’m able to do so. Next Sunday, I will run 26.2 miles for the first time in my life. I will be able to put completing a marathon on my list of accomplishments. I hope.
As I fastforward a week, I have a slight anxiety building inside of me. I am also starting to become very cautious of my health. I am afraid that I will have an injury or get sick and not be able to make the race. This marathon means alot to me and I really want one of those medals. The medal is symbolic of the journey that I have taken. Sure you’ve had the “cliff notes” version of my journey but changing my lifestyle from one that sits in front of a TV to one that runs 10 miles after work has required time, energy, and committment. The medal and marathon simply marks the location of my journey but does not end it.
Already I am thinking about what I’ll do after the marathon. There are several runs i’d like to participate in. I’m also eyeing the Oklahoma Landrunners and/or Edmond Running Club. Joining a club would once again push the bar for me just like entering this marathon did.
Be patient with me reader because I can tell that I will be reflective quite a bit this week. I get that way when I start to get nervous. I’ll write more soon.