How am I still alive and why am I doing this to myself?
That's exactly what goes through my mind after EVERY long run I have done these past couple of weeks. It definitely hasn't been no walk in the park (haha). It's been tough, REAL tough. There's been long runs where I haven't been able to finish the mileage because something starts feeling weird and I rather just listen to my body instead of getting injured. I'm way to close to race day to risk any injury that can potentially sit me out on race day.
During these weeks, I did my longest run to date. I ran 20 miles. WHAT?! YES! TWENTY MILES! Uhh, I don't even like DRIVING 20 miles and here I am running it! It was hard. I was totally fine up until about mile 16 and after miles 16, I felt tired, everything was hurting. I somehow still managed to finish the 20 miles, but the days after, I didn't feel like doing anything at all.
I also screwed myself over because I signed myself and my sister up for the Chinatown Firecracker 10k aka nothing but HILLS!!! I was so sore from the 20 miles, but still had to go out there and finish the 10k with my sister, as this was her first 10k and I wanted to do it by her side.
Once Monday hit, I was dead. I was too exhausted to do ANYTHING! I had to force myself to go to the blacklist run Wednesday, but after that, it was a wrap. I wanted to throw in the towel and just give up, but I thought to myself that it's supposed to be hard, if not, anyone would be running marathons!
I'm now on week 13, only 3 weeks left until the Big day. I'm still so scared, nervous, but most of all excited! I can't believe I will actually be running 26.2 miles!
Thank you to everyone who has supported me since the beginning of this marathon journey and a big thank you to my entire Blacklist LA family for encouraging me to keep pushing harder!
xo, DIANA KAREN