Since my seriously-insane-person month of racing is now over, I have a few seconds to reflect on it.
1. I definitely don't recommend this much racing to anyone. The time spent carb loading alone was exhausting. I'm being serious with that one. Sometimes carb loading is exciting, but to do it three weeks in a row is just a huge pain. I stuck with it because I really felt like it was helping my legs at the end of races, preventing cramping and hitting the wall. I carb loaded all three weeks starting three days before the race, following the same plan I described here. Even though I was exhausted in all of my races, I never felt like I hit the wall in any of them. Especially amazing in the 50K where I was expecting to face a blow up or wall at any second.
2. My coach did not recommend this to me. My original plan with my coach was to race the first of these three and run the next two at easy, fun paces. Well that was before my 12-second upset during MS River Marathon. Two days after that race, I told my husband that I had an epiphany that I was going to try and race again at Mercedes, and he laughed and said, "That's not an epiphany. I knew that you were going to as soon as you didn't make it in Mississippi." I guess I am absolutely transparent to my husband.
When my coach heard me whispering at our pre-race carb party that I might try again at Mercedes, he shook his head in disapproval. He wasn't going to force me to stop, but clearly, he thought it would not be a smart move. It turns out that it worked for me, but it could very easily have gone the other way. I don't know what the magic formula is, but normally, I think the general rule is that racing two marathons two weeks in a row is quite dumb.
Somehow I got lucky with this particular scenario, but I definitely don't want to push that luck and try that again anytime soon.
3. So glad the never-ending taper is over too. You know how taper week makes you a crazy person, and you just don't know what to do with yourself half of the time. That's what the entire month of February has been for me. My blog got the major shaft because I didn't really want to talk about anything that was going on in my race-prep brain for irrational fear that it might somehow jinx any plans that I had made. I am a superstitious weirdo. If talking about BQing didn't work for me one time, then it would probably jinx it if I did it again. Right? Totally right.
4. After the Mt. Cheaha 50K, I am more excited about trail running now than I've ever been. Also, I'm more ready than ever to just run for fun. Which may be just a repeat of the first sentence. Some things I want to happen soon: run more with my brother, pound dirt instead of asphalt, and throw my Garmin in the trash (then dig it right out again because that junk is not cheap).
5. Thank you to everyone for all of your cheers and support after I finally made my goal at Mercedes! Now I promise to try and stop being so dramatic about it like the world revolves around that one moment in my life. It kind of felt like that for a couple of months, but I am going to attempt to move on and live a more balanced life. I haven't even told a poop story in at least a month, and that is just totally unacceptable.
6. If you haven't laughed at someone else's awkwardness today, this video could change that for you. It is our attempt at an impromptu Harlem Shake at the beginning of Mt. Cheaha. Listen, we're low budget and don't know how to dance, so it's a little bit like watching a train wreck. But the pole dancers on the left got pretty fierce.
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To sum this up, you all rock.
Have you ever raced multiple weekends in a row? How did it turn out?
Do you find carb-loading exhausting or fun?
Have you ever made your own Harlem Shake video? Did it remind you that you can't/shouldn't dance?