A marathon on January 19th sounded like a great idea…in August. After struggling with lower leg pain and lack of long-mile motivation over the holidays, I (wisely) decided to drop to the half. This is no small feat – I’m stubborn to a fault. I’d like to say, I have no expectations for this race – but I always have expectations…which leads to disappointment.
In an effort to discourage my competitive edge and just have fun, I am going gadget free. No Garmin, no heart rate monitor, no fitbit, no watch – nothing that could make me start the inevitable calculations in my head. If I could run blindfolded to not see the clocks along the race, I would – but that is probably ill-advised. Although going gadget-free is intended to free me of race anxiety – it’s filling me with it. But, since I’m headed to Phoenix, the Garmin will stay in Colorado – reducing all temptations.
The truth is, the races at which I’ve done my best are usually the ones in which I don’t wear a watch. I go by feel and don’t second guess my abilities. I’m not cluttered – nothing, including my mind, weighs me down. I haven’t run this way in years – for some reason, you get this feeling that it doesn’t “count” if it’s not measured.
I’ll still have my tunes. Let’s not get crazy. I can’t unplug completely.