So after being the Lord Mayor of Struggletown for the last 3km of my run on Sunday, I emailed my woes to the chief coach, who duly called me back.
I told him about the queen mother of all headaches that I had been having, plus the blood sugar plunge in the car after the run.
He asked me how much I had drunk and what. I told him. In terms of fluid and carbohydrates, it was much less than what I needed. Aha! Might need to investigate gels. Anyone have any recommendations?
Anywho, I went to Monday training yesterday. We have a new Coach, Cathy. She has run many marathons and quite a few ultramarathons (including Comrades). She started running at age 40 and is now 47, but looks much younger. She is also a keen yogini, and has a lovely “earth-motherly” air about her. She is super caring. She took us for some hill reps and strength work. She got us to take our shoes and socks off, and we practiced barefoot exercises. She even brought along some whole almonds so we could practice picking them up with our toes (not between the toes, clawed under the big toe). Novel foot strengthening!
I am a little sore and sorry today – I plan on getting a massage to sort myself out for tomorrow’s training. And Thursday’s long run.
I also woke up happy today.
Why, you ask?
Well, for the first time in some years, I don’t feel needy, or lonely. Not waiting for a returned phone call or text message, or some sliver of attention or acknowledgement.
I have built up a supportive network of friends, and have spent time with them, if only just for distraction.
I have focussed on the unassailable, stable things in my life, that nobody can take away from me.
Mostly though, the love, attention and acknowledgement that I need, I am learning to give to myself a bit more.
I have faked it till I maked it! I think I have maked it!
Oooh, also, today I have got to work on setting up my PhD project. Mostly by printing out things on bits of paper, punching holes in those bits of paper, putting them in folders and labelling the folders with things. Other bits of paper I have put in envelopes and mailed. Doing official things with bits of paper makes it all…well….official. Exciting!