OMG I’m posting two days in a row!
No, I didn’t misspell the first word in the title to all of you who were wondering. It’s actually what I became when I was sidelined with my mysterious running injury in January.
For those of you who know what it is like to be forced to take off an extended period of time from the sport you love to do can relate to how much not running really sucked for me. However, after a few months of pushing my body to its limits and thereby making matters worse, I finally came to my senses and told my body enough was enough and it was time for it to take an extended vacation.
At first, the time off with absolutely no exercise was excruciating for me. It seemed like the whole world around me was training so much and running race after race and I was just a spectator cheering them on. More specifically, the main reason I was even at these running events was to support Tim. He was racing week after week and setting new PR’s at about every distance imaginable. Just because I wasn’t racing was no reason that he needed to waste all of his hard training miles.
Then something miraculously happened to me. I realized that I started to enjoy my new role as a cheerleader/ pseudo photographer at races. I don’t know why I came to terms with it .. perhaps not having to race in 90 degree temperatures with 100% humidity, no pre race nerves, or simply because I could eat and drink whatever I wanted the night before had something to do with the revelation.
Toward the middle to the end of the summer I started asking Tim if he was planning on running a fall marathon. Tim was consistent with his non-committal “we’ll see” response every time I asked him about the marathon up until a week before the actual event. I know, frustrating. That is when this coach potato started to exercise her mouth that was still injury free.
My remarks and suggestions were innocent at first. I started critiquing his training plan and offering my .02 of what he should do knowing that there was a good chance that he was secretly thinking about running the Empire Marathon. It’s not like I am any kind of real coach or anything, but my gut and running experience knew what his training program needed in order for him to break away from the hovering 4 hour barrier he has run for several marathons.
Tim and I would often joke about me being his coach from time to time. In fact, I recall a few times that he called me Coach K instead of Kathleen or Roo.
Just so you know, Tim didn’t and doesn’t need a lot of motivation, guidance or coaching when it comes to running. He is diligent and consistent when it comes to his weekly mileage and needed to work only on his long runs and speed.
On November 11, 2012, Tim’s hard work paid off by running a PR of 3:42 at the Harrisburg Marathon. I like to think that I had something to do with his amazing time but it was all Tim.
I do continue to establish running goals for Tim and have started the process of researching spring marathons. Coach K is plotting for a BQ time. shhh – don’t tell Tim.
Have a great weekend!