I’m in week 16 of my marathon training plan. How many more weeks are there? None, this is it. There’s no making up any lost miles, cranking out any speedwork or improving anything. The race is on Sunday and I’m as ready for it as I can be. My main job this last week has been to stay as loose as I can.
Physically and mentally.
Marathons are long. In both distance (26.2 miles) and mentally. Running 4 to 5 hours (or more if things go south) is a long time to be one with yourself. You can feel great and then 30 seconds later you want to cry. Then you feel good again. Or you don’t. You never know.
But it’s race day. So you suck it up, take a few deep breaths, walk a step or more and continue. Because there’s no quit on race day. You give all you can, keep going as long as you can and when you need to take a break you do it but you get right back out there.
Because when you cross that finish line there’s nothing like that feeling in the whole damn world.
Now go run!