I’m trying to figure out how I feel about the NYC Marathon and I’m having a hard time because I feel disappointed in myself but my friends were so wonderful it’s impossible to call the experience a bad one.
I was hoping that the last two months of bad runs would’ve ended up being a fluke and that I’d bounce back from them with a great marathon. That my fears would’ve been for nothing and all the hard work I put into trying to be a better runner would’ve resulted in some kind of improvement or at least stagnation as opposed to decline. After all, I started rowing in the first place in the hopes that I would be a better, faster runner. I started the Run Less, Run Faster plan because everyone I know said that it made them faster. I had dreams of getting better, not getting worse. Worse wasn’t in the plan.
But 2014 ended up being the year of worse. Worse 5k time, worse 10k time, worse half marathon time, and worse marathon times, not to mention weight gain. It was all worse. It was, across the board, worse, and there wasn’t some great bounceback where I came back stronger and better.
NYC has reaffirmed for me that things are changing a little bit. I’m keeping the Disney races I’m currently registered for (Dopey and Princess because snowball’s chance in hell I’m missing a Frozen medal), but deferring my NYC marathon guaranteed entry and my Big Sur entry to 2016.
Next year, there will be no spring half marathon season, no 3 half marathons in a 1 month span. There will be no fall marathon, either. 2015’s going to be the Year of Less, and not because I want a lower time but because I just need a break. Bouncing back from 2 consecutive disappointing marathons makes it hard to get excited for another one, to commit to the work and time it requires and after thinking about it I know it’s not in the cards for next year. NYC reaffirmed how I felt after Staten Island.
I don’t plan on spending the year on the couch. December starts winter conditioning with a local rowing club and there are plans to try out for some of DC’s more competitive club teams in the spring. And, oh yeah, I’m signing up to do a half marathon on the erg at the Mid-Atlantic sprints. I said I wasn’t going to run it, I didn’t say I wouldn’t erg it.
Oddly enough, and this is the crazy part, I do anticipate doing Wine and Dine in 2015 and Dopey in 2016. I know Dopey’s insane, but really I just want to see how long I can keep my legacy status. Plus, word on the street is some badass gang of Canadians plus one I-can’t-believe-she’s-not-Canadian Vermonter lead by one smokin’ fast granny are blowing into town for Wine & Dine next year. And you can bet all the maple syrup I’m not missing that.