As I boldly stated in my last posting, one of my goals for 2012 is to be more forthright in admitting when I am wrong. I am terrible at this, and it is quite possibly my greatest flaw. It's not so much the part of being wrong, it's more so when I have to verbally acknowledge it to another and say the two most difficult words of the English language for me...
Yes I had a truly successful 2011 in regards to running, but I made mistakes...a lot of mistakes. There were times when I allowed myself to become so fixated on my goals that I lost focus and common sense that resulted in plenty of novice moves that I know better then. Instead of fessing up to myself and gaining control of the situation, I instead kept my logic tucked away and continued on in blissful ignorance tra-la-la-ing through Brittland where there is never the need to admit wrong doings.
|Don't let this sweet prematurely wrinkled face fool you.|
I'm brash and stubborn, and hate admitting so.
So body, I'm sorry. I put you through a lot of hell last year and there were times when I wasn't really listening to your needs. I was selfish, and 90% of the time I was most likely wrong and blinded by my own desires. We have big plans for 2012, and the only way we can get there is together. I love you and I need you, Could you find the will to forgive me?
Thursday night I had a dream that brought a rush of adrenaline through my body the instant I woke. In this dream I crossed the finish line for my spring marathon in 2:55. What an awesome way to start my day.
Truth is that I have a insanely aggressive goal pertaining to my future in the marathon that I've only yet to share with my husband. While I'm not going to share it today, I will say that it's big. Like REAL BIG. But if I ever want to get anywhere near this dream, I have to start being more conscious about the decisions I'm making with my training. And folks lets face it, I'm not so great at the marathon training thing and haven't quite figured out what works best for me at this distance yet.
But the good news is that after the marathon tragedy of 2011, I learned quite a bit about my body and more about what it needs to conquer this distance successfully. There is a severe disconnect in my head where my training isn't always the same for my brain as it is for my body and the revelation of this in past months has caused me to reconsider the way I train myself. I always will learn more from my mistakes then from my successes, but the tricky part is taking those lessons and turning them into something useful.
Things I'm going to do differently this time around:
Recovery. I messed this up big time last year. I am a rock star at reminding others to take the easy days as easy as possible in order to take the hard days like a champ, but I'm terrible at taking my own advice. Last year I made an epic fail allowing myself to be a slave to my GPS where the pace often dictated how I felt.
Right now for what I'm trying to accomplish in 2012 recovery runs have to be 100% about reality and actual active recovery for me. Honestly, these days I'm counting my blessing that things didn't turn out worse for me in the late stages of 2011 and that I was able to slap some sense into myself before my body completely gave out due to my constant desire for progress.
Recovery is just as important as progress. Recovery is just as important as progress. Recovery is just as important as progress.
|Things like this should not be happening on an almost daily basis|
Bumping up the speed sessions. I've always been a once-a-weeker in the speed work category, which has worked fine for me in the past. But with the aggressive goals I have for this year, I'm not going to get anywhere near them if I stick to what I know. If I want to gain speed this year, I'm going to have to put in a few more quality workouts and challenge myself to do things that put me outside of my comfort zone and routine.
The body needs constant change in stimulus to gain strength. I need to stop doing the same tempo run that I love every week because it is comfortable. I'm sure that Paula Radcliffe didn't do the same workout nearly every week when she chased down the marathon world record...you know because we are so similar...
Taking the long runs differently. I love a good progressive run. Love. Love. Love. But I think that this is an area where I have allowed myself in the past to get a bit too aggressive and carried away. I often found myself saying:
"Sure crazy lady, finish the last 6-8 miles of your 22 miler at 6:45 pace even though you know that 6:45 is going to be nowhere near your marathon pace."
22 mile runs should never turn into an unexpected tempo just for shits and giggles.
Whoops, learned that one the hard way.
It's time that I start being more realistic about my training and not just always dangle the idea of running fast in front of my eyes. Speed cannot be beaten out of me, and wearing the hell out of my body day in and day out will never have a decent outcome and will end up looking something like this:
|Can we say ew...|
|That ain't cute, ain't cute at all|
It is okay to take a long run slow, tragic world events will not occur because of it and the sun will still shine just the same at a 7:45 pace as it will at an 8:45 pace.
I'm sure most of you are sick of hearing about goals and how to go about achieving them after being saturated with this information for the past several weeks, but I think there is only one thing you do need to know about your goals...
The answers to your dreams and successes lies in your failures