Taper Crazies

The taper crazies are pretty full blown over here! I have had back-to-back race dreams. The first was a good one, I ran a 2:55 marathon, that’s what dreams are for right? The second one was more of a nightmare, we were driving to the ferry to go to the USA and once we were there I realized I hadn’t packed any of my stuff and couldn’t go. Not cool. This morning I didn’t wake up remembering any dreams, but I did wake up an hour early, unable to go back to sleep (at 4am).

Other than that, I am bored and feeling high energy. I have been watching way too much Netflix, normally between working at 6am and running I don’t have energy for much more. Bare in mind that this isn’t focused Netflix watching. It includes compulsive phone use ranging from checking the Eugene weather forecast, to race website to making notes about paces and equivalent finish times. To make things worse, I’m also laughing at silly comedies I know aren’t that funny and that I wouldn’t normally laugh at. Not running is a shock to the system, I tell ya.

There are still 5 more full days until this thing happens. Today I have a small workout, so I’m hoping that will help and then there are 2 more runs before race day. At least the taper still includes some running, otherwise I’m not sure what I’d do! 

How do you stay sane during a taper?

2 thoughts on “Taper Crazies

  1. How do you stay sane during a taper, you ask? Given your training regimen, some might question your historical levels of sanity, so maybe the better question is “How do I regain my sanity?”

    On one hand, the Eugene Marathon is just another race among the many you’ve already completed and the many many more that you haven’t yet run or even imagined running. So why the internal build-up of so much anticipatory excitement that you’re having dreams about the race and binge-watching Netflix? Because, on the other hand, the Eugene Marathon is being re-framed as the wondrous and magical door to the future glory of the Boston Marathon. Some of the excitement you’re experiencing is, no doubt, coming from anticipating that future event. Eugene is Boston, by transference, but it’s objectively just another race.

    My experience is that no matter how many times you run the Boston Marathon, you only really run it once, that first time. After that first Boston, more draining than the physical fatigue and more persistent than the elation from crossing the finish line on Boylston was the intense feeling of sadness that this milestone had been achieved, and was now over. And no matter how fast I ran, the Boston Marathon was over too soon. In the throes of my Boston blues, I actually wished I’d run the marathon more slowly, to savour it.

    You’ll run the Boston Marathon — just remember to savour that long exciting journey to the finish line, starting now.


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