July has been one crazy month. In the blink of an eye it’s almost over. While I’m sad to see another month fly by, I’m also pleased to welcome August. New month, new start.
Due to a whole host of fabricated and not so fabricated reasons, my running has been lackluster for pretty much all of July. Incredibly tedious times at work, coupled with above average temparatures, and compounded by the fact that I have just been exhausted (probably due to horrible eating patterns), things haven’t been working out for me. But like anything else, this is just a bump in the road and beating myself up over lost time is counterintuitive. This is a lifelong journey so I’m putting my big girl running shorts on and hoping for a much quieter month with some great shorter races on the schedule.
My goal for the summer was to PR in my favorite local 5K on 8/24. My time to beat is 25:48 and while I wanted to be in the sub-24:00 range, let’s be honest, I haven’t been putting in the necessary work to get there. I’m a little bummed about that but 24:00 was somewhat arbitrary and aggressive on my part (no one’s fault but my own). I’m implementing Plan B – just do better than last year. I think I can get there with a few dedicated weeks of running and not dropping the ball. To gauge progress I have two 5Ks coming up on 8/10 and 8/17. While the plan was not to go all out for these, I’m planning on running into the slightly uncomfortable zone in preparation for 8/24.
So with that said, I have also submitted a volunteer application to Achilles International to be a sighted guide for a disabled athlete during NYCM. Since acceptance e-mails won’t be sent until late September, I should probably train as if I’m running NYC and if I’m not chosen, perhaps find another fall marathon to run in its place. While I am not in marathon shape and I didn’t really want to run one in the fall, I absolutely DO want to be paired up with disabled athlete whose dream is to cross that finish line. I cannot even begin to express how much of a dream and a goal this is for me and it makes me teary eyed just thinking about it. I won’t be training for me – I’ll be training for someone else.
What are your main excuses for not working out? Are you easily disappointed when you don’t put in the work? Have you ever volunteered as a sighted guide? Any fall marathons I should consider?