Alarm goes off at 5 am on the nose, cheerfully blaring dance beats approximately 6 inches from my face. I groan because another hour of sleep would be welcome. I sit up, rub my face to help me wake up and move the curtain aside with my foot. It’s dark outside. Like, no sign of dawn coming soon dark. Ughhhhhhhhhhhh. I check the temperature. It’s already 74°F and presumably humid as sin outside. I’ve been snoozing happily in my air conditioned room with a fan on (arctic sleeping temperatures are a must) in the comfort of complete white noise immersion. I exert all the will power I have to peel aside my duvet and get out of bed.
I do not feel like doing this right now.
I pull on my laid-out-last-night running outfit while I push the slow turning cogs in my brain to churn out an intention for the day. The wheels are slow today. “You are strong.” I tell myself. No, no – I can do better. I saw a good insta quote last night: “You did not wake up today to be mediocre.” Yeah, it’s hump day – I like that. Let’s do this.
I lace up my favorite sneakers as extra motivation – the ones that will be on my feet when I run 13.1 miles in 12 days. Let’s get a feel for these race sneaks one last time, I think. Then they will be retired until race day.
It is in fact humid as sin outside. My asthma is acting up because of horrific ragweed season in Boston. Let’s take it easy on this run today.
(Yeah, right – I always say that and I always end up zooming after the first mile. I hope that happens today, although the chances feel slim to none at the present moment.)
Mile One: I put on some good beats and start off slow. Everything in my mind is telling me to stop running. “Keep going, keep going. Just go slow. Don’t stop.” The motivational ticker inside my brain is arm wrestling mind over body. Thoughts keep floating up urgently towards the front of my mind: my back hurts from working out yesterday. My hamstrings feel like they are composed of lead bricks. It is really friggin’ hard to breathe right now. I push them away. “Shut up, and run.” I say it out loud to make it count. Down, up, down, up. Focus on your breathing. Focus on your footsteps. Stop thinking about your hammies. Loosen up your shoulders.
Mile Two: YAS I’ve done one mile already! Shoulders back, stand up tall. Okay, this isn’t that bad. Let’s kick it up a notch. I feel loose, and fast, and I’m going faster, yes! I am a lightning bolt! I AM THE WIND!
Mile Three: More than halfway done, woo wooo! Keep zooming, don’t slow down!
Wow, I can’t even feel the soreness in my back anymore.
Ah, it’s really quiet. The crescent moon looks pretty dope right now. See, L? This is why you get up at the crack of dawn to do this. It’s peaceful. Namaste bitches, I’m about to crush this hill!
Mile Four: THE SUN! It’s coming up! Hooray! That pink color in the sunrise is really nice. They should make running pants that color, they would be so cute. Like pink with purple. Dark purple. And blue. Like a little bit of light blue. So cute. I wonder if those exist?
I totally got this. Almost home free.
I wish I brought water, I’m wicked thirsty. No, no – don’t think about that. You are strong. You are a lioness, on the hunt. Rawr!
Goddamn these hills. WHY ARE THERE SO MANY HILLS.
What is with this ragweed?! Someone needs to set all this damn ragweed on fire right now so my lungs can get some friggin air. Eff that noise. Where did all this friggin ragweed even come from?!
UGH. THIS SWEAT IN MY EYES IS STINGINGGGGG.
Ok, box it up L! No whining. There’s a smoothie at the end of this. It will be frozen. And very, very cold. And liquid-y. Kind of like water. That I should have brought with me.
No, no, no – we are losing focus here. Move forward. Keep going. You got this. Go!
One more hill.
Mile Five: Just…make…it…up…the…hill!!!!!!!
Omg I’m going to die. I’m dying. I’m dying a death. Water. Air. Dying. Breaaaaaathe.
I DID IT!!!!!!
(Okay, I’m not actually dying. In fact, I feel flippin’ phenomenal.)
I did it! Booyah!!!
Running early in the morning is hard. But if I can do it, you can do it. 😉 😉 😀 😀
You got this.
Happy Hump Day! I hope your day is full of booyah!