March

[marathondan]

Bottled my dress rehearsal last night. Was already in a touchy mood, but 50 yards down the road decided I wasn't up to drawing nervous stares for two and a half hours, and ditched the mask. Then, feeling downright grumpy, curtailed my step-back 12 mile long run to a measly 5 miles. I think I just hit my self-conciousness wall; standing up in front of the public in that kit in a marathon is one thing, plodding round town worrying about freaking people out is another.

The good news is that I identified a couple of other tweaks needed to the rest of the costume. I'm relatively confident about the mask, it's certainly easier to run in than the ski mask I was using to condition myself. I might still try and slip in a 10K race (Easter weekend is the only possibility) but the chances are now I'm going to be winging it on the day with regards to the mask. Not too worried about that though.

I might bump up one of my short runs this week to make up for the loss, but this week is the big one, culminating in the 20 miler on Sunday night, so I'm probably better off saving myself.

Onwards and upwards! Thought for the day.