13.1 miles of mantras, mysteries, muffs and other musings

Methinks that the moment my legs began to move, my thoughts began to flow. (Thoreau)

For runners of long distances, the battle is far more mental than physical. This very challenge breathed down my neck as I was stuck in a very scary place for nearly 3 hours this past weekend during Moab’s Canyonland Half–and that scary place was my head. What I realized in that place is that once the start gun cracks against the morning sky, the mind runs, charging ahead like a schizophrenic Tasmanian devil.

Here is a look into the course my mental devil ran.

Pre-gunish: What a glorious day! I’m so grateful to run my 2nd half-marathon here in this stunning russet-ribboned canyon. Just treat it like that Mary…a beautiful run: no more, no less. Being here makes me miss Mom and Dad; they brought me here for the first time. I can’t look at these rocks without seeing them.

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Miles 1-2ish: This is so beautiful, it’s nothing short of worship. I feel good; wow, what a surprise! I am blessed. I am strong. I am healthy. I’m not gonna lie, I’m sure grateful to be on steroids right now. Speaking of which, I hope my sinus infection goes away. How come I’m not draining more? I’m feeling so good, I wonder if I should take less walk breaks. No, Mary, you know better…conserve!

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Mile 3ish: 5k, I got this. I pray Dave has a good race. I’m so glad Julie recommended this run. I am blessed. I am strong. I am healthy. I’m glad my niece and sister texted me about those things…I totally get it!

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Mile 4ish: Oh no, an ambulance. Get out of his way people! Man, I hope that’s not Dave in there. I should blog about how a race turns a mind schizophrenic.

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Mile 6ish: So much for a light downhill canyon run. This. hill. <puff puff> is. brutal. <puff puff> Oh come on. And the. <puff puff> wind. I am blessed. I am strong. I am healthy. She’s bigger than me, how come she’s passing me?

Mile 7ish: Selfie!

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Mile 7ish: Is it pretentious to wear my shirt and medal on Monday? I want to inspire my kiddos to make healthy choices without being a show-off. Hmmm…Of course they had to make fun of  me for falling on my last run, stinkers. <giggle giggle> Man, I love my students. Thank you God for my job.

Mile 7ish: I hope my fuel doesn’t explode in my sports bra. That’s what she said. <snort> I am blessed. I am strong. I am healthy. I’m bigger than her, how come I’m passing her?

Mile 8ish: Look up. Notice. Enjoy. Savor. That reminds me of China.

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Mile 8ish: <flatulence> Woops, good thing the wind in the canyon is louder than the wind from my rear canyon. <snort> Ha!

Mile 9ish: I can’t believe I’m feeling this good. Something must not be right. It must be the steroids. Dave’s right…I’m just like my Mom; why can’t I just accept good things? I am blessed. I am strong. I am healthy.

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Mile 10ish: Do you hear that? Is that drummers? Or is that my rubbing, pounding thighs? Hey, Mary, your thighs have gotten you far. And look, there are drummers. Wow, how ancient, how resonant, how cool! Oh my gosh, this is the farthest I’ve run since my first half-marathon. That disaster. And I feel so good. Thank you God. I am blessed. I am strong. I am healthy. I’m going to be all emotional like Laina. Man, I love her. I’m so grateful to have such good people in my life. I am blessed. I am strong. I am healthy.

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Mile 11ish: Wow, we’re already turning into town. Oooo, this is my jam. 1, 2, 3, 4. Uno. Dos. Tres. Quatro. I know you want me. You know I want you. I know you want me… I am singing so loudly. And yes, thank you, I am waving my hands and signaling numbers. Why do I love naughty songs so much? And I’m passing so many people; man, I’m glad I conserved! I am blessed. I am strong. I am healthy.

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Mile 12ish: Ok, running along this road is brutal. And the wind–oh, hey, watch out for that TUMBLEWEED!!! Why is my Runkeeper not prompting me? Oh, please, tell me, you’re still with me Runkeeper!

Mile 13ish: There Dave is, waiting for me, applauding recklessly and cheering me on to the finish, after he’s finished his own tired race. That’s a metaphor. I am one lucky girl; I’m so glad we have this together. I am blessed. I am strong. I am healthy.

Finish lineish: Go. Push. I am blessed. I am strong. I am healthy. I feel so good. This is amazing. Crap, now I’m hooked. Take that San Diego!

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I am blessed. I am strong. I am healthy.