Now that race day is just around the corner, I’ve been thinking about my goals for the Long Beach Marathon. Runner’s World had a great article this month about setting race goals and I really like the idea of setting a “non-time” goal. So, here’s mine: I
want to will give it everything I’ve got. I plan on crossing the finish line feeling like I couldn’t possibly have run faster or more. No, this doesn’t mean I’m going to push past dangerous pain warnings, nor does it necessarily mean I’ll finish fast. But I’m going to do my best.
Of course I have time goals, too, but I know as well as anybody that sometimes a time goal is at the mercy of factors that aren’t strictly within my control: the weather, race nerves, stomach issues, wardrobe malfunctions, etc. My biggest time goal is that I’m aiming for a PR. This isn’t news, I aim for a PR at pretty much every race I enter. If I’m having an excellent day, I’d like to chop a big chunk of time off my current PR, but I’ll just have to see how that plays out.
I have a few race routines that I follow, but nothing that’s always set in stone. Well, except my coffee – gotta have my cup of coffee!! I usually lay out my clothes the night before, but I don’t pin my bib on until the morning of the race. On chilly race mornings, I wear The Hubs’ old ARMY sweatshirt, even though it’s not very warm anymore. I almost always wear my hair in pigtails, even though I never wear it that way on regular runs. I usually take a picture in the house before leaving, at the Starting line (one with kids, one without), as many as possible at the Finish, and the “Pic of Glory” afterward. I like to program my iPod for the exact amount of time I think I’ll be running. In fact, I tend to overthink this routine a little. Okay, a LOT. In fact, this routine is much more like a…
(Nice segue way, huh?) Okay, I admit it, I’m superstitious about the amount of music I put on my iPod. And, honestly, I can’t decide how much music to put on Sunday’s marathon mix because of this crazy superstition. I’m pretty sure I will err on the side of “I’m having the race of my life.”
I swear, I’m not superstitious in real life about, well, anything. But there’s something about racing that brings out the crazy in me. Case in point, I’m nutty about bib numbers. Again, in real life, I don’t think of myself as having a lucky number, but I’m always happier if my bib has threes or sevens, preferably both. So imagine how happy I am that my LBM bib number is 378. Seriously, I did a little happy dance today when I got the email, as though that bib number was the last little reassurance I needed.
What race day routines or superstitions do you have??