A few minutes ago, I put my training plan on Facebook.
Not because I put it out there, and thought in my head that I would be mocked for a 6 hour marathon…but because I actually am doing this again.
Then I looked at it, and I thought.
I don’t want a 6 hour marathon. I mean, I’m okay with it, but honestly, is it too much to ask to get a 5:30 marathon?
Several months ago, I said I want a 5 hour marathon. That was before the LA Marathon.
I am resigning myself to slowing down on regular training runs. A whole minute per mile.
I am 52. 53, in February.
I know I don’t have the DNA to be a fast runner, but I do have the heart and desire to do better than I did.
So, the other day, I sat down with three running plans: Higdon, Hanson, Runners World. I loathe the 20 miler, and Higdon is famous for that. Runners World seemed too focused on the long run. Several 20 milers, and running 4 days a week.
So, why did I pick Hanson?
Is it the 5-6 days of running? Is the lack of the 20 miler…topping out at the 16 miler?
Sorta. I love Hanson training. I didn’t get really sick of it before LA, until the last month…when it was 8,8,8,8,8, all the time.
I reflected on all my training plans. For NIKE, my virgin marathon, I did TNT plan, which, in retrospect is really to get people across the finish line. It still is my PR, at 5:57:xx. LA Marathon, and MCM, I used a long distance coach. In LA, I bonked at Mile 18 due to vertigo and dehydration, and at MCM, running with him, I mentally collapsed as soon as he complimented me. I threw in the towel mentally around mile 14. It wasn’t the plan, and it wasn’t him. It was my head. I used Higdon on my first half marathon, and simply didn’t like it.
Then. LAMarathon in 2011, I told my coach I wanted to do Hanson, because I was dating Harley Guy, and was sick of traveling out of town to see him, then spending 3 hours running. He set me up with a fantastic plan. RUNNINGRUNNINGRUNNING all the time.
But, as I reflect on that marathon, the monsoon marathon, I remember that even at mile 22 or so, I knew my feet could handle it. Winds whipping, pounding rain, and a chatty Kathy in my ear (thank you Shiloh!), I finished at 6:04, but I didn’t want to die, and I guess that’s been the defining factor.
I didn’t want to die.
I spent the rest of the year recovering mentally from that training schedule, but when I reflect, it’s the one that got me to the finish strongly.
So, I hesitate to do this, to call it, but here is the plan. I spent one whole day crafting it, looking like a mad scientist with plans laid out all over my desk.
I start tomorrow, and I couldn’t be more excited. I don’t know if I will keep the plan the whole way through, because everyone manipulates plans due to life stuff, but here it is.
I’m shooting for a 6 hour marathon where I don’t die. Please don’t laugh. 🙂