Y’all, I hate to say it, but I don’t think that Broad Street is going to be a triumphant return to 10-mile domination as per my usual storyline.
The goal for this race is to finish and enjoy the scenery. Will I hit my dreams of 1:31:30? Nah. I won’t even hit last year’s best of 1:32:30. I’m hoping for a 1:35:00 finish, but even that’s a flexible goal.
My strategy post-Cherry Blossom has not gone according to plan. Things at home and at work have been hectic. The first run I did post-Cherry Blossom was a disaster — a three-mile jog on the Georgetown Branch Trail that had me wheezing and struggling to finish. It was that same feeling of hitting a brick wall immediately after starting Cherry Blossom: legs refused to cooperate, breathing wasn’t where it should’ve been, and my entire body felt weighed down by some unseen force. Subsequent runs and workouts haven’t been as difficult, but there is marked difference in my endurance. Hell, even walking to work has been something of a chore.
I have no idea why my body is struggling, though I confess I think the culprit is that suspected CP in cycle 13. Cycle 14 only hit 10DPO, which was curious; my luteal phase is always 12-14 days. This time, I started spotting on 10DPO (clockwork!) and the next day—boom! New cycle. It was also the most painful and heaviest cycle I have ever experienced (worse than cycle 13’s evilness), which just made me smash down my tinfoil hate more firmly on my head. I can’t say for sure that’s it, of course.
In terms of running, whenever I’m in training, I’m solid: even colds and other illnesses can’t knock me out for long. This fatigue I’m feeling is unusual and I hope I’m more or less over it by May 4. It’s not very pleasant, I have to say.
Whatever the case, I’m hopeful that May 4 is a beautiful day and I can just tell myself to enjoy a fun run. The only person I’m competing with is myself; if I’m not feeling tip-top, I can’t be unfair with unrealistic expectations. The rest of the weekend will be spent taking in Philly and enjoying the train ride to and from, so there’s more to it than the race. My husband will be there, so it’ll be something of a getaway for us both.
Here’s to a good run and fun times in the City of Brotherly Love.