16 short weeks from now I will be a lean, mean, Marine Corps Marathon running machine. Or at least that’s the goal. In the next 111 days I’ll log a total of 430.2 miles and if that doesn’t get me ready then there’s really no hope for me.
Monday was the first official day of training and my training plan called for an easy 3 miles. Sah-weet! This is something my running buddies and I can knock out in our sleep. Speaking of sleep, the night before training officially started, I had a dream the world was ending. I can’t figure out if the dream was coincidence or if my sub-conscious really believes that this training is going to be the death of me…
Either way, my Team Awesome girls and I met in Ocean Springs and decided to get a celebratory post-run daiquiri. (Not clean; I know. But it was yummy. Please don’t hate me…) I really wanted to make the first day of training a positive experience and not one of “oh crap, what did I get myself into”. The celebratory daiquiri was just what was needed!
I’m fortunate to be training with several awesome women and I can’t wait to run side-by-side with them in DC. These women will be a support system for me when, not if, I hit a rough spot in training and I hope I can be equally supportive to them. Since I’m running this marathon in memory of my brother I know there will be some rough spots both physically and emotionally; I would be fooling myself if I thought these next 16 weeks would be a piece of cake. mmmmm…..cake…. Sorry I got side tracked. With training in the South Mississippi heat I’m sure I’ll question my sanity at least a few times -heck who am I kidding? I’ll probably question my sanity daily- but I’m excited to see where this crazy journey takes me in the next 110 days!
P.S. I have the most amazing and supportive parents ever! (Sorry for the fuzzy picture quality.)