I am sad that my week long vacation at home is over.
I am not sad that Labor Day came and went marking the unofficial end of summer. I have to say I think I had it right with my first sport. Escaping the summer heat by spending many hours in the ice rink is much more enjoyable than summer running. Unless of course you are in San Francisco where you can pull of a great marathon despite resembling a turtle all summer back at home on the east coast. That, on the other hand, is very enjoyable.
However, it was also a totally unique situation with no pressure at any point. I am going to have to figure out how to artificially duplicate that situation in my mind for my next marathon, because on an easier course and without running a 70 mile week including a hard 20 miler the week before I should physically be able to do better. Oh yes, I am also training. That would be the traditional way people improve too.
I found this great saying on a magnet by chicalookate in the Ann Arbor Artisans Market.
I want to fly.
I am not sure I believe I will be able to fly yet. I still have not committed to the race. I am hoping some cooler temperatures soon will boost my confidence a bit. Maybe I will have better luck with the official end of summer bringing better weather?
How do you keep your mind from getting in your way? Please share your secrets with me!!