I’m a 29 year old plumber living in Hardwick, Vermont. I am signed up for the Key Bank 2014 Marathon. This will be my first full marathon. I’ve been running seriously for about three years now and have successfully completed three previous half marathons. I would love the chance to write for your blog from the standpoint of a rookie runner.
I intend to use a style of relatively short pieces which will share my thoughts about the training while balancing the rest of my life. My reason for running is purely selfish in nature; I want to see if I can. While we all enjoy the stories of people battling weight loss or the death of a loved one or any number of other reasons, I feel that a huge number of first timers sign up simply to see if they can surprise themselves. They are looking internally for a challenge- to see if at the end of this great event they can emerge as something more then when they started. They, like myself, see the marathon as a clear goal that will give themselves the satisfaction of knowing they have pursued their best.
Thanks for your time. The following is a sample of the kind of blog posts I can write. Hope to hear from you.
My morale got the equivalent of a pulled muscle yesterday, though I can honestly blame the weather. It wasn’t the cold, which I’m proud to say has yet to stop me from my training runs. “Twas the ice that did it”.
This weekend the January thaw hit Hardwick. For last few days I’ve watched an extra long excavator lifting ice out of the Lamoille river downtown to preemptively prevent a jam and flooding. My usual route around town is all glazed over with sandy ice, made extra slick by a good helping of rain. I tried to run, but a hundred feet out the front door I did an amazing one foot, Charlie Chalpin-esk slide that nearly left me face down on our busy road. I shook off the near miss, and started up the first of many little hills on my route, only to find it so icy I couldn’t move up any incline. I sadly decided it was better to live and train another day.
My wife and I will probably go to the gym at the Hardwick Inn today so I can get in my weekly long run. I owe the marathon 8 miles today. Yesterday is fresh in my mind though. I said I was going to do every daily requirement. I said I wasn’t going to be to tired or bored or busy to get out there my five days a week. I’ve held steadfast to that promise for three weeks, until yesterday. It leaves this little bad taste of doubt in my mouth. Doubt that I can do this race, because I wasn’t strong enough to do what I said regardless of the forces that be.