I did something today I haven’t done for a few years. Runners know that you don’t wear race shirts of races you didn’t race. However, a few years ago, my sister was at the Boston Marathon, and got me a shirt…before I knew this rule. I wore it everywhere, because I thought it was a cool shirt. Once I realized I didn’t really EARN this shirt, I tucked it away in a drawer.
A year or so ago, I decided I wanted to BQ at age 60. To do this, you had to have a 4:30 marathon. I’m a 6 hour girl, and proud of it. Proud that I persevered at Golden Gate Park, Mile 18, the Potomac River & The Monsoon Marathon. Last year, I saw that BQ would be completely out of my reach.
I ran those angsty miles yesterday, and today I had 6 on tap. With Hanson, you just run. Not if you will run today, but how long. I laced up and hit a nearby trail. I was floating. Like, I can’t believe how I felt. Madonna’s “Like A Prayer” on my iPod. Me, singing that LOUDLY…Just like a prayer, I’ll take you there.”
Perfect 11:30 target. Exactly what I wanted.
I’m not over-confident. I’m working my ass off, and it shows. It’s not false bravado…You can do it. Way to GO! You got this!…It’s real.
So, I drug out the shirt, and I put it on. Not afraid for anyone to say, “Hey, you have never run Boston!” I put it on, because I can see it. I can see a BQ by 60. I turned 53 last week…I’m training for my 5th marathon, and I’ve never been stronger. Let’s see what I can do in San Luis Obispo, in Tucson. I’m shooting for 5:30. That’s a 30 minute PR, and I think it’s doable…and I have 7 years in which to work at it.
Let’s just see. In the meantime, I’m grateful for the way the tide is shifting…