A week from today is a big day for me. It’s my last gigantic run before Moab. It’s a sun up to sun down run, with the goal of 60 miles or so. Again, like the last big one, it’s all in 6 mile loops and of course you are all welcome to join me out there. Email or comment if you want to come run or mountain bike a lap or two, or three…or ten.
I love the Sunday emails from Chuckie. He lets me know what’s going on for the week, what’s coming in future weeks, where my head should be, etc, etc. Todays email included this tid-bit.
The week is all about maintenance until Sunday, at which point the aim is to conquer new ground. Crawling is acceptable. Falling is acceptable. Puking is acceptable. Tears are acceptable. Pain is acceptable. Injury is acceptable. But quitting, well, quitting is entirely unacceptable. You will learn more about yourself on Sunday and again a month later than ever before.
Grrr it up.
-V
First off, I want to say that I love this. Chuckie is equal parts tactical and emotional. PIC and I’s trainer ride for Saturday came to us in a 1 page long Word document full of detail with 6 different parts. And then I get emails like this that inspire me and get my Grrr all revved up. Emotional, yet tactical.
So, it got me thinking… I’ve never been to this crawling, falling, puking, crying place. I tend to smile through most all things I endeavor. Maybe the smile is a front, maybe it’s an excuse. My times of suffering seem to be over. Despite what is dished to me, I tend to roll through it lately, happy to be alive, happy to be training, happy to have supportive family and friends who love me as much as I love them.
Maybe I will get to that place next weekend, maybe not. I do know that quitting is entirely unacceptable. This run will happen, despite what challenges I encounter along the way. 60 miles is no slouch. it’s six 10 mile runs, it’s three 20 mile runs, or maybe it’s just getting up early, before the sun rises and doing what I love to do, with the people I love to do it with until the sun goes down.
Maybe it’s just that.
Grrrrr it up! Me likey! You are going to rock this race. With preparations and race specific training like this, you are going to succeed and yes, do well.
Maybe it is just that! Get your GRRRRR on girl. I’m so sorry I won’t be able to run that last lap with you. But I will in Moab. And then I will GRRRRR for you:)
60 miles? eeeks.. I feel like a wuss. I can’t even handle 12 mile runs and I’m snappin’ bones. Pathetic.
Your site is so clean and neat looking. It inspires me to change mine up a bit and maybe move over to WordPress. Good luck with your race!
Signed
Gimpy pinkgirl
Good luck and HAVE FUN!!!
Have an awesome run, I hope you smile your way through this endeavor as usual – no puking, crying, or crawling – I mean, you haven’t gone there yet, why go there now? GRRRR You have got this one!
Wow. Maybe I was just hit with a wave of massive emotion, but reading his e-mail to you has me in tears. It’s so similar to what I have been feeling the last few months on my own little journey. I’ve definitely crawled, fallen, puked, cried, and had pain and injury. But through it all, I’ve not once quit – it just wasn’t acceptable. And you bet your ass I’ve learned a ton about myself – and am so proud of myself. As you know, the things that teach you the most hurt the most… But are the ones you are proudest of. Rock on, sista.
What can I say but GGGGGGrrrrr and go get em! It’s all in that awesome go get ‘em attitude you have!
Good luck! I can’t wait to read how Moab turns out for you – I’m sure you’ll do awesome AND have an amazing experience!
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