I’ve been talking about the marathon a lot. I probably will continue to talk about it a lot. In a recent conversation, I was asked since I didn’t reach my goal if I thought having a Coach was a waste. I’ve got to say emphatically NO. I’m sure that we have all heard that expression, “You can lead a horse to water but you can’t make it drink.” The same is true with having a Coach. A Coach will guide you, prepare you, and get you were you need to go but it is up to the runner to take the final step.
My Coach has prepared me. She gave me the tools that I needed to not only get to the starting line, but haul my behind to the finish line. Did not always take the tools given, but they were there for me. That is on me and not her.
Training was hard. Training on some days was much more intense than I wanted. Training was never a walk in the park, but that wasn’t what I wanted either. You can only get out of something what you put into it. I also know that due to my life, I did not do everything that I needed to do to be ready for a 4:30 marathon. If I had followed the plan, I’m sure I would have gotten there. Besides she is a Coach not a miracle worker!
Here is the thing, I and I don’t like the way this will sound because I don’t think of it as a failure. I blew the 4:30. She gave me everything I needed in training and even for the day of the marathon to get me there. She was upfront and honest about the fact that 4:30 was pushing it for this race. That being said, she gave me the paces, encouragement, and tools to use. I just let myself be carried away till I ran right into the wall.
This is the wall.
This is the face of someone trying to pull her shit together and get it done.
This is the face of someone who knows that she needs to keep moving and not give up.
I think if I hadn’t been working with my coach, I would not have known how to push through this wall. She gave me the tools that I needed to push through, keep moving, and squeak in under 5:00. Yes, I am also a stubborn mule who doesn’t give up easily. That is true. That being said, all of the training, hard runs, and insight gave me what I needed to dig deep and know what to do.
No it may not have been pretty, but I kept going.
I walked when I needed to.
Yes, I kept smiling because I’m in the NYCM!
I ran when I could
and most of all
I crossed the finish line!!!
And life is meant to teach us lessons. I have no regrets, but I did learn the lesson of listening to my Coach.
Just because something does not work out the way you wanted or expected, does not mean it is a failure. Failure is never trying in the first place:)