In three days I will be toeing the start line for the Jurassic Coast 100km Ultramarathon. My Nemesis. It is the moment of truth for this less-than-ideal training block since January. I won't lie... I'm anxious. This post won't be long, either. There is still much to do the next 24 hrs - Kit, Food, travel, rehab (yes, still rehabb'ing). My body is still shouting about what I'm going to put it through. It's shouting loudly, but less so than it was last week.
I'm reminded of a quote from the movie Armageddon... "The reason it's so bad is because it knows we are hill to kill it" My body is acting up badly because it knows what I'm going to ask of it... which is to kill this distance.
This is how I'm approaching this one. After all the pain and frustration of having to retire at 84km last year... now it is fucking on! It has left me with much trepidation as the tendonitis has magically reappeared from nowhere... but I had the same pain last year, and could have completed this course if it wasn't for the wrecking of my feet. I know I've got this. No room for doubt. No room for failure in my mind. It's time to make this one mine. It was going to hurt anyway. Nobody takes on a 100km and doesn't experience suffering. I see this as getting me ready and stopping me from going out too hard or too fast at the outset. We call this cautiously optimistic. LOL! Here's a video of my last few days thoughts. It's been a rollercoaster, but hope you enjoy!
See you on the other side....
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