It’s a funny phrase right? I first saw it on a passenger wing mirror in a hire car years ago. The science bit: Whilst these mirrors’ convexity gives them a useful field of view, it also makes objects appear smaller. Since smaller-appearing objects seem farther away than they actually are, a driver might make a manoeuvre assuming an adjacent vehicle is a safe distance behind, when in fact it is quite a bit closer.
I’ve managed to lull myself into a false sense of security over the last couple of weeks. The marathon is yonks away and I don’t have to worry just yet. Wrong Melanie. It is exactly six weeks and four days away.
F*ck, f*ck, f*ckity, f*ck, f*ck.
My training however is going really well. Despite the attempts of my personal trainer the night before last. I’m not going to gripe too much about this aside from to say that my legs really bloody hurt. As do my arms, abs, butt and ribs. Word to the wise: If you ever meet a man called Jon Colbourne in and around W9 who offers to train you – run.
I have settled into a steady weekly training schedule – two easy four mile *jogs* (aka 10 minute mile pace), one pretty full on training session (either speed or hill work) in the gym and a monster run every weekend (circa. 12 – 14 miles plus right now).
I’ve also managed to snag myself not one, not two, but three running buddies – Aravind, Becca and Jane. Big smooches to all of you! And to top it all I’ve entered the Kingston Breakfast Run at the end of March – 16 miles around the town stupidly early one Sunday morning. If you want a laugh at my expense I’ve just realised it’s the weekend the clocks go forward… Doh.
Over and above that I’m actually feeling great. In fact so much so that it surprises me. I’m enjoying my running, I’ve managed to sort my blister issue out – thank you to the nice men at @RunningShoeShop – and generally it’s all ticking along nicely.
The only outstanding issue is what goes on in my head. However I think I might have had a bit of a light bulb moment last night.
I was talking to someone about an issue I’m dealing with at the moment. She knows a lot about this subject matter, so in my usual fashion I was charging ahead at a million miles an hour in an attempt to learn as much from her as possible in the shortest time frame.
Having spent twenty minutes or so talking to her about the intricacies of said issue, my first question to her was, “So how do I resolve this issue? What is the process I need to go through here?” and her response floored me. “Why don’t you just sit with it for a little while, stop rationalising it and work it out as you go along?” was what I was told in a very soft Irish lilt. I like to think that the accent and tone made it easier to swallow her words, but I’m not so sure. Anyway my mental reaction was along the lines of WTF?
However now I’ve had a night to sleep on it I think she might have a point. The one thing that I get anxious about when I run is what’s going on in my head. Running is easy. It’s the thinking that’s the problem. I’ve come up with numerous tactics to distract myself, none of which appear to be working right now.
So maybe rather than trying to come up with new ploys to keep my brain amused why don’t I just sit with it and work it out as I go along? She may well have a very good point. If I carry on at my current rate of thinking I’ll most probably psyche myself out before I even reach the start line.
Isn’t it funny how sometimes an answer is right in front of you, not somewhere off in the distance?