I got to do my first pre-work outdoor run this morning since knee-gate ’09 (which was, in fact, only like 2 weeks long, but STILL) and I FINALLY feel back to normal. Like a whole, real-live person who isn’t, say, a huge grouch because she couldn’t get her morning run in.
While I was running this morning (solo! Jeff needed a rest day after his 53-mile week!) I got to thinking about all the things I can do to prevent my stomach from flipping out on race day. I’ve taken to giving up assorted crap foods/drinks for a few days before a long run, but never really cut anything out of my diet for a substantial amount of time. So, I decided it’s time to make some small sacrifices–I’m giving up my precious coffee and Diet Mountain Dew. Weep! I have no idea if it will make any difference, but all the chemicals can’t possibly be helping anything, right? Fortunately I’m a pretty healthy eater (except for maybe when I broke down and ate Peanut Butter M&M’s for dinner one night last week…with a fat-free hot dog…yikes) so I don’t need to make any drastic changes to my diet, but I’m going to try to lay off anything super processed/overly preservative-d/likely to live on a pantry shelf longer than I do.
The other thing I’m giving up is my mindset that getting sick=race day suckfest. In fact, I’m kind of telling myself that I probably WILL have some stomach problems–it happens more often than it doesn’t, so why wouldn’t it happen when I’m running the farthest I’ve ever run before? After reading about Amy finishing the Marine Corps Marathon under nightmare circumstances, (and still with a great time! and a great attitude!) I’ve decided I could do the same. (OBVIOUSLY I don’t want that to happen, but I’m mentally preparing myself for the worst, and hoping for the best.) I have a time goal for the marathon (and I’ll probably delve into that later) but more than anything, I want to finish with a smile on my face.
I am going to do one last monster long run this weekend, 17-20 miles, depending on how my knee feels. I’m going to be a total control-freak and write down everything I eat from Wednesday on or so, I think, and then see what happens on the run. And if everything turns out alright this weekend, that piece of paper will be become the holy grail of race week eating : ) I know it’s not a sure-fire method, but I’m willing to try just about anything to have a happy 26.2 miles.
So buh-bye, beloved chemical-laden beverages. See you on the flip side.