I’m Olivia, I’m new here.
I’m not quite sure how I want to run this blog. What I do know is that I want to document my journey to my first marathon.
So here it is….
Today marks the beginning of a new journey for me. Although I’ve been running leisurely for years, and have been involved in track and cross country, I didn’t discover my love of long distance running until a couple of years ago when I ran my first half marathon (why I decided to run a half marathon out of the blue is a story for another time). Since then I have ran 3 other halfs and a handful of 5 and 10ks. But today is almost exactly 1 year out from the 2018 Chicago Marathon. And where I start my training.
So far my plan consists of improving my half marathon time and getting more and more comfortable with the distance. But coming off of a grace period and an undiagnosed injury, it might be a slow start.
My next half is in 7 weeks, right after Thanksgiving (perfect time to burn off all those calories). I’m not looking to set any new PRs, but I’d like to get used to following a training plan. In past races I would tentatively follow them, but for the most part, just train when I wanted (do not recommend).
After a couple weeks of on again off again running due to a sore ankle, and a week off due to doctor’s orders, I’m finally back. Today I officially begin training and I feel great!
Well, mentally feel great. Physically? I could be better.
I finally got a new pair of shoes and although they are a gorgeous (or obnoxious) bright blue. (pictured below) I forgot that it can take a few runs to break the new boys in. I felt like a baby deer learning to walk. My feet feeling so heavy and clunky, I felt like every single person in the rec could hear my stomping on the treadmill. I thought to myself “Has it really been that long since I last ran?” “Did I forget how to run?!?!” I had to keep reminding myself, it gets better! And after what felt like forever, I got my 3 miles done. Walking back to my room I could feel all my muscles yelling at me for not stretching (another one of my flaws) or having a longer warm up and cool down period. I made a mental note of the blister on my heel, the pull in my arch, and the throbbing in my knee.
But despite the aches and pains, I was on cloud nine. I was doing it! I got up, I ran, and because of that I am that much closer to my goal.
And that’s where I’m starting.
New Beginnings, New Races, and New Shoes
Thanks for reading! And welcome to my blog(: