Running a marathon is not something you can train for alone. Not unless you have the willpower and drive of someone much more fortified than I. Most of my friends sounded skeptical when I told them I was planning to do it. I got a lot of, "Wow, I couldn't do that" and "I can barely run two miles much less 26." But every single one of them followed that with some version of good luck to you on your adventure. It's nice to know that even if they think I'm crazy, they'll still be there to cheer me on.
My friend Liz ran the marathon two years ago. Right in the middle of training for her second marathon she broke her leg while skiing. What would normally have been a major but completely healable break, became a much bigger deal involving multiple surgeries and very serious complications. Today, she has trouble walking and will never run again. All because of a simple skiing accident. So when she got all teary and excited when I told her I was thinking about running the marathon, a little part of me knew that I couldn't say no, I was now in it for the long haul.
It was Liz who suggested that I join Roadrunners. She said it had been a fabulous experience for her and she really enjoyed training with them. But Liz and I are different people. She's loud and crazy and can talk to anyone, anywhere without an ounce of shyness. I'm more quiet and reserved and I get really really shy in big groups of people I don't know. I'm just not a joiner. I don't like cheering and chanting to get all psyched up, I find it silly and I feel conspicuous and stupid. But I knew that I would have to take a page out of Liz's book and get over myself if I was going to run the marathon.
Three weeks ago I joined Roadrunners. There's chanting and cheering before each run. And it's a huge group of people which I found very intimidating at first. But you don't really have the option to be shy, you just have to go for it. And the thing is, they're all in this just like I am, so we all have one very important connection which makes talking to them much easier than I thought it would be. Since I started, I've met some really cool people, and I think I found a good pace group for me out of the 10 running, 5 run/walk, and 5 walking pace groups. Some of the paceleaders are hilarious, and I enjoy their stand up comedy style of leadership and boundless energy.
Overall, I think there is way more to like about Roadrunners than there is to dislike about it. While it's a little disorganized at times and I feel like people could know more about the nitty gritty of running than they do, it's also run by volunteers who are just doing this out of the kindness of their hearts and a love of running. They bring in guest lecturers each week to talk about different things like shoes, good running form, and nutrition, and so far the lectures have been very interesting and informative. The form lecture was particularly helpful, because as Max M. told me, I run like a soccer player. Well, after 20 years of playing soccer, that doesn't surprise me at all. So I need to alter my sprint-ready form to one that's made for the long haul, and now I have some guidance as to how to do that.
The most important change that I've gone through in the weeks since I started training is that I went from "Can I really do this?" to "I'm really doing this and it feels great!" There are people in the group who come from every level of previous training. Big, tall, short, fat, skinny, athletic, not at all athletic, they take everyone and turn them into a finisher. It's pretty amazing to witness the transformation. Every one of my skeptical friends could do it too, because I guarantee there's someone in the group who's worse off than they are, and I see them week after week training just like I am. So if you're reading this wondering if you could complete a marathon, the answer is yes you can.
Liz called yesterday to check in with me and see how I'm doing on my training. Just a friendly call of encouragement. She's good like that. As it turned out, I was passed out on the couch napping after our long run that morning. It wasn't actually that long, but I was exhausted. I'm hoping that in the weeks to come I won't pass out every Saturday afternoon. But even if I do, it'll be okay because I will have earned it. And I'll be that much further along on my way to finishing the marathon. read more