Lately, I’ve become a little wistful for Past Theodora. The Theodora who ran faster and more often. Who PRed all the time. Who weighed less.
I’m trying to let go of some of that comparing myself to my past self.
That self had more time on her hands, less responsibility, less friends.
I’m in a phase where I’m trying really hard to listen to my body for aches and pains going into marathon training, but where I also want to work out HARD. Basically I’m just being really cautious.
Because all I really want is a one-way ticket to PR City. I probably won’t PR multiple distances this year the way I used to, but …I’d like to try.
And the important race is 11/12 — the Richmond Marathon. I really want to shave off at least 6 minutes from my PR, but I know I was in better shape three years ago.
Basically, I know my work is CUT OUT for me. But I’m ready.
Starting with the Mini 10K tomorrow. I’m not going to race it but I’ll run it to the damn best of my ability tomorrow.
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