Wednesday, July 7, 2010
You know what this means. It is race time. It is time to get pumped up. It is time to fully and truly believe in myself and my crew. I am so excited for this race. I want to see what I am made of. I want to see just how far I can push myself. I want to see if all of this training will pay off. I want to see if the new nutrition plan will work. I want to see how many toenails I will lose. I want to see if an ice bath after twenty four hours really takes the edge off.
Next Wednesday I am headed to Vermont. Chloe and I will hang out at my sisters house for a few days, then on Friday I will rent a car, head down to NJ to pick up Anna (pacer) and continue onto Philly to check in for the race. I think the reason this twenty four hour race appeals to me so much is because it is on a circuit that goes around boat houses. It somehow seems the perfect combination of the only two sports I have ever loved. In college rowing was everything to me and ironically enough my ability to run got me on the team. Now as this epic run approaches I will get to use rowing to get me through. What I mean by that is I find boats on the water just about the most peaceful thing to watch. The way all of the people work in unison. The sound of the oars moving. I just love watching people row. So somehow circling boathouses while I run seems like the perfect place for this journey to begin.
As the race draws near, I am nervous and excited. The following are a few of my favorite race tunes. The Black Eyed Peas are the perfect prerace tune for me and middle race if I need some inspiration. The song makes me want to jump up and down, pump my fist and go for it. The other songs, well.... You can ask why, but honestly there is no explaining my oddball taste in music. Sometimes when a song comes on, all I can do is laugh and the fact that it makes me laugh makes it the perfect song. Sometimes a song comes on and all I want to do is stop and dance (no I can't dance) and that makes it a good running song. Sometimes a song comes on and all I want to do is bust out singing--which also makes it the perfect running song. Yes, I often sing while running. You have been warned. LOL.