I have two weeks left until I run the New York Marathon.

Yesterday Katie and I ran our final 20 mile training run. Energy wise, I was fine. Which is thrilling. I could have actually  kept running. But  an old injury reared it’s ugly head around mile 17.  My freakin’ left IT band flared up and boy did it hurt. I was pretty ticked.

I didn’t stop, though. Instead I repeated Katie’s mantra, “I am not a wimp” a thousand times in my brain until we finished.

You can guess what this in jury is doing to my psyche, can’t you?

My last IT injury (same dang place) took me off of the running circuit for months.

That is unacceptable. NOT. AN. OPTION. That is why I have named this post “It is all mental from here on out.”

Because it is.  Obviously I have trained. I have woken up at four in the morning for months. I have sacrificed my time, my money and my sanity to achieve this goal.  It is so very, very close that I can taste it.

I am not going to let it beat me. I’m going to nurse my leg. I’m going to continue to lift weights and work in some yoga and stretching. I am going to ditch the speedwork.

But most importantly, I am going to keep a positive attitude. I am going to tackle this problem in two ways. First, by focusing on the following quotes:

  • “Keep your dreams alive. Understand to achieve anything requires faith and belief in yourself, vision, hard work, determination, and dedication. Remember all things are possible for those who believe.”
  • “Mental tenacity — and the ability to manage and even thrive on and push through pain — is a key segregator between the mortals and immortals in running.”

And second… by bringing a bottle of Advil.