A lot comes out when you run a long way.
You have about three to four hours to think and to push yourself mentally and physically. I thought about a lot, listened to music occasionally and definitely kept moving, even when I couldn’t feel my fingers any longer.
For those who are curious, the breakdown of my final long training run for my first ever marathon is as follows:
25% Amusement at running through Chinatown and NoLita (I don’t recommend on a Saturday)
10% Calm bliss
25% Freezing (Note to self: buy weather appropriate clothing asap)
Things that pissed me off:
1. The Cold: I hate running in lower temperatures and the chilly weather yesterday means summer is nearly over. It also means my circulation goes to shit.
2. Central Park: Knowing that I had to sneak in a loop of the park filled me with anger. I am so sick of that loop, especially after running 12 miles first.
3. Smug Men Running in Central Park: They all have the “gear.” They all pass me. One man passed me three times. On his last passing, I may or may not have yelled “seriously?” at his retreating back and yellow T-shirt which – OF COURSE – announced to the world about some marathon or other he had completed.
4. People Who Have Done Me Wrong Lately: I hope you know who you are because in my head, I had some very choice things to say to you.
5. Responsibility: Oh, I would love to pack up and go to Arizona, start over in California and just lie in the sun. However, I have a job and have to create my own stability and take care of myself.
6. Liars: You won’t know who you are. But I was mad at you anyway.
To be socially acceptable, I have to keep a lot of this inside. I guess if it comes out while running around New York, that’s a good thing. Right?
Physically, I felt surprisingly good after all of this. I still feel very good. I was hungrier than I had ever been during my entire training yesterday and ate more than some people do in a week, but I don’t really want to think about that right now. Instead, it’s time to taper and hopefully get more than 4 hours of uninterrupted sleep per night, which I have not been enjoying the past week and a half.