|October 12, 2016||Posted by Melinda under Uncategorized|
100 mile training with the 100 mile run looming large in the near-ish future. Excuse me while I have a minor freak out.
Oh. My. GOD. I’m actually going to do this. This is INSANE. How is this a good idea. Screw every meme that ever admonished dreams that weren’t big enough. I can’t even. 100 miles.
Ok. I’m back.
The nightmares started the night before last and the insomnia started last night.
When the furthest I had run was 31 miles and I started my first 50 I couldn’t imagine what it was going to feel like past 36 miles. Now, staring at 100 miles having done 50 miles, I can get my brain to mile 80 before it all falls apart.
This is a good thing right? 80 miles is practically there – just one foot in front of the other and relentless forward motion.
What is the difference between training to run 50 miles and training to run 100 miles? This is by far the highest volume of training I’ve ever done. I’m feeling the time crunch. Any spare time I have, I have to use for running in order to even get the minimal, low-mileage training I’m doing done. Horses, writing, and any other projects have been shoved to the back burner by necessity. This week I cleared my to-do list of anything that absolutely didn’t have to get done this week. Next week I’ll do the same.
November is going to be a glorious month of project catch up and a return of balance.
But for right now I’m trying to figure out how I can get one more double digit run in this week, run a 31 mile on Saturday in the rain that I’m not yet registered for, and squeeze in a pre-dawn run either the day before or the day afterwards.
It’s doable once a year.