I’ve done all I can. I’ve run set paces, I’ve run hills, I’ve been eating better. I’ve been hydrating. I’ve lost about 7 pounds, and feel good.
That moment of hitting the starting line in hopes of running a Boston Qualifier time is quickly approaching. I’ve already started doubting myself, but I guess that’s only natural. If it will be, it will be.
This will not be easy! Getting a BQ is something I’ve never been able to achieve. Granted, I’ve really only ever realistically tried to run a BQ only once before. It’s funny for me to even think of it that way, but it’s true. I really only tried once before. Last October at Big Cottonwood. I went into that race just after being sick with bronchitis, and with aching hamstrings. This time, no illnesses, fingers crossed. This time no hamstring issues. I came away with a 3:41 at that race. 16 minutes too slow.
This time I feel more mentally ready. Let’s face it though, anything can happen on race day! Anything! All of the stars must align just perfectly for me to hit my mark. My best marathon finish to date is a 3:32 at a City of Oaks a few years ago. Just 7 minutes shy of my mark. I wasn’t even trying for a BQ. The course was hard, but the weather was perfectly cooperative. To this day I don’t know how I managed to run that fast on that course. Maybe it’s because I wasn’t stressed. I ran free. I ran with abandon.
The Revel Rockies Marathon a week from today will be my 20th marathon. It’s only fitting I make another attempt to qualify for Boston at this race. It would be so sweet!
I am going to give it my all. If it all falls into place, then I will be as happy as a clam. Not sure anyone will be happier than me on that flight from Denver to Raleigh later that evening. I’m going to take it easy this week. Yes, I have to work the next three days, but I have Thursday off, and fly to Denver on Friday. I’m going to do some meditation, and try to keep myself very calm leading up to race day. I have a few slow pace runs planned over the next few days, and of course, my shake out on Saturday in Aspen. All the rest I have to leave up to chance, and how my body feels on race day. I’m not an elite athlete, so it’s going to take the race of my life, but hey, I am an optimist.