I got in an easy early 8k (5:42 pace) and was home before the kiddos got up. Then it was off to my sports doc for one more visit before race day: ultrasound and graston were on tap today. I hit the yoga studio for a rather introspective hot yoga class shortly after. Lots of good thoughts and deep hip stretches happened. Yay for yoga.
More hot yoga. (How much do I love that place??) Hammie is a bit cranky today, and I've not been rolling/icing as diligently lately. Probably not a good idea five days in from THE MOST IMPORTANT HALF-MARATHON OF MY LIFE. Ok, I may be just a smidge overdramatizing, but I can't deny I'm putting some major pressure on myself to meet my goals this Sunday.
And that goal: stay with Patty and Emma. Can I really pull out a sub-1:50?
It's a fast half-marathon. A big net-downhill, with a fast downhill zooooooom for 5k, which is awesome, but hard on your quads, and then you have to ask your legs to keep going for another 12+ km. My plan: run hard, pay for it later. Don't think about the pace (yeah, right!), just run.
8k and test-drive of possible race outfit. Conclusion? Undecided. Long sleeve? Short sleeve? Gah!
Last 6k with 2k at race pace to remind those legs of mine what to do on Sunday.
I think my biggest obstacle will be my brain on this one. And not vomiting out my lungs as we come tearing down the Red Hill Expressway, but I digress. I have to keep telling myself "I can" and not let any negative thoughts or doubts sneak in.
Every race, I have one song that ends up being my motivator or theme-song. That for months (or years after), every time I hear that song, I'll think of that race.
This one's going to be "Anything" by Hedley:
(Psst! Lyrics are not safe for little ears)