Monday, February 7, 2011

Monday Musings

I’ve mentioned, in several emails to friends about being scared for the MMT race.

So I decided to delve into this, because I don’t really feel that being scared is necessarily a bad thing. But after reviewing some definitions, I think my word choice is still correct.

Scare  verb (used with object)
1. to fill, especially suddenly, with fear or terror; frighten; alarm.

: 1. a distressing emotion aroused by impending danger, evil, pain, etc., whether the threat is real or imagined; the feeling or condition of being afraid.
2. a specific instance of or propensity for such a feeling: an abnormal fear of heights.
3.  concern or anxiety; solicitude: a fear for someone's safety. 

I would say I do have a concern about the race, an anxiety about the rocks, the climbs, the heat, the humidity.
It's these concerns/fears/anxiety that is producing good training. I am not distressed about the race, nor do I have negative feelings emerging from these thoughts. I think it's a healthy appreciation of a daunting task. It gets me out the door to train when the temperature is under 20 degrees F!

I got the wonderful news I will have a pacer and crew in the evening at MMT. This is both good news and bad news, as my pacer said himself. Bradley Mongold is a rockstar runner and all business. He paced Adam Casseday to his 3rd place 100 mile debut at MMT, where he finished in 21:37, and the following year. I told Bradley my pace is *cough* no where near Adam's, but he says he can adjust, so I'm pretty stoked about Bradley. 

This being my day off, I got up and weighed myself-down two more pounds, total of 32 pounds lost. Between this, and my pacer news, I had an awesome run. The temperature was around 36 degrees F, so it felt balmy warm. I ventured on my 10K around the block, where the ice had melted just enough to let the mud come through on my dirt roads-hence, good footing for the run.

I decided to do my hill repeats in the middle of the run, since that's where a steep hill is located. It's only 0.2 miles high, but a good grade to it. (And no traffic ever back here on this back country road.)
Each time up the hill was 3.45 to my delight. On the last climb, I decided to push it- 3.29 instead.
A great run. I ran more of the hills that I've been inclined to walk-maybe that extra two pounds is making a difference!

1 comment:

  1. Good for you! I find it hard to translate fear into a positive thing. I was so scared/anxious about my "mere" 13 mile leg of the VT 50 this past September that I would hyperventilate and start to bawl during my training runs. Not good for the psyche, the training, or the companions on said runs....

    Best of luck, and I can't wait to see how well you'll do!!


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