Visualization is the order of the day this week. As I head towards a ten mile run for the first time, I have to come up with a version of my best ever training run, write it down and then become so familiar with it that I can run it, like a video in my head, whenever I need to remember how good running feels. My problem is that I just can't think of one that's vivid enough. I've enjoyed plenty of runs, but the details are all very sketchy. I mean, I can't remember sights and smells. I think I will have to go for an amalgamation of the good bits of various runs, some from my current, marathon running incarnation as a runner and some from my previous weight loss running days.
The second visualization is to be of what will happen and how I will feel when I cross the finish line of the marathon, who will be there, what we'll say to each other and what I will do. That one is easier as I've already been doing it on a fairly regular basis, nearly always the same, with very few variations.
Training run scenario:
"I leave the house in early morning. It's just starting to get light. I'm not self conscious of running in the daylight. It's a Spring morning, before 6am, mild weather despite not being full light yet and as the Sun rises, it becomes clear that there's not a cloud in the sky. I'm in no hurry. No work to go to. I feel light and relaxed as I run down the street from my front door. As I get to the main road, I feel comfortable and am looking forward to the 5k ahead. It's the week after my first ever sub thirty minute Parkrun. I did that with a pacemaker and I want to see if I can do it by myself. I set off strong and although I know it will be an effort, I did it a couple of days ago, so I know, am confident, that I can so it again.
There's a light breeze, preventing me from getting too warm. My feet are striking the pavement firmly but softly, if that makes sense, knowing where they're going but not jarring. I run past the shops, 1.5k in. Feeling fresh still. It's lighter now and as I turn the corner off the road, I can see and smell the sea. The Sun is orange as it comes out of the sea and I head up the slight incline that I hate towards the house on the Esplanade, except today it's no problem and I run along the road, no cars at this early hour, and three kilometers done. More than halfway there.
Past the yacht club, the sounds of loose ropes and things making that tinging noise in the breeze. Starting to feel the effort now but knowing there's less than 2k to go and legs are in a good rhythm. I run on, the marina is in sight. Sweating now despite the breeze but feeling as if I could run for another half an hour. The final push up the hill to my street is not a chore because I'm so concerned with the time I've done. Just one more wee tenth of a km to go! Hit the stop button. 28.45! Feeling wrecked. But bloody brilliant!"
That'll do nicely. Now to read it a million times and learn if off by heart. I will do the next one tomorrow
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