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Race Day, Every Day: Marathon Training Life Lessons
I started training for my first marathon shortly after I successfully ran my first half marathon on April 11, 2015. And let me state for the record, that the 13.1 that I completed at RaceFest in Charlotte, North Carolina, was the first race that I had ever signed up for — let alone participated in. The half, initially, began as a New Year’s Resolution — some challenge I offered to myself because I needed a new goal — but my decision to pursue a full 26.2 was based on something more — it was definitely more significant of a commitment. And the lessons that I learned from this experience are ones that will stick with me — no matter what proverbial race I am running.
New Challenges — Old Friends
On April 12, 2015, the day after my first half marathon, I woke up with nothing to do — there was no training plan to follow, there was no next race to plan for. All I had scheduled on the docket was to let my body recuperate and know that I could have a true Sunday Funday. I planned on eating my face off —I had a pass, after all, because of all of those calories I burned the day before. However, I felt antsy.
Coincidentally, this was also a day where my husband, Kevin, had his best and dearest friend, Steve, in town for a quick visit. Steve, a truck driver by trade, stopped by to see us whenever he…
