Do you ever have a song on your iPod that speaks to you – that you think was written just for you and your situation? (For example, “Ring of Fire” when you’re giving birth perhaps?)
Today I decided my theme song for where I am in my training right now is (besides “Panama” of course):
LET’S GO by Calvin Harris feat Neyo
{Listen HERE}
I play it on repeat sometimes. Don’t tell Coach Sharpie because I am not supposed to be running with music since I can’t have it during my race. But, I do anyway sometimes. I never rebelled much as a teenager so I am doing it now as a 46 year old. (Okay Dad, I know what you are thinking about that one time you and mom were out of town and you came home early and Dave and I were having a big party, but those were his friends and it was his idea. I was in my room reading Shakespeare and drinking chamomile tea).
We were so innocent
Why do I like this song? Because Calvin Harris knows what I am going through and is speaking to me to not be afraid and to GO. In actuality, I am pretty certain this song was written about two people getting ready to have sex, but I like to pretend it’s about me pushing myself during Ironman training :
Let's go!
Make no excuses now - (even if I’m tired, bored, cold, congested, constipated..?)
I'm talking here and now
I'm talking here and now
Let's go!
Your time is running out - (only 7 weeks left)
I'm talking here and now
I'm talking here and now
It's not about what you've done - (but, I’ve done a shit load)
It’s about what you’re doing - (a shitload)
It’s all about where you’re going - (Panama City on Nov 2- IMFL)
No matter where you've been - (every porta potty and bush in Boulder County)
My time is in fact running out. But I’m not going to to harp on that. I’m going to make the most of the time I have left. See how mature I am?
I took a rest day yesterday and got my shit together mentally. I realized that one of the reasons I’ve been feeling so defeated is that I am a runner and I love to run, yet lately I have hated running. Why, you ask? Because it hurts and it is hard and it is no fun. It took me several months to figure out that this is because I am tired. This is because I never run on “fresh” legs anymore. I always run after being on the bike for 4 hours, or after doing a long swim, or the morning after a tough workout from the previous day.
So, my legs don’t want to go, but I make them go anyway. And on race day, somehow they will carry me 26.2 miles after a 2.4 mile swim and a 112 mile bike.
Joie emailed me after reading my last post where I word-vomited all of my insecurities. I LOVE what she said,
“Just think about the training you have behind you. The volume of training! That makes you a bad ass right now. I know you can do it...never a doubt or question in my mind - I simply know you can - because you are Beth. That might sound cheesy, but it is true.”
Calvin Harris should write a song called, “You Can Do It Because You are Beth”.
Joie helping me out at the Colfax Marathon in May
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What’s your “theme” song or the one that you keep playing again and again while you train?
Off the subject, but were you a rebellious teen? What was the worst thing you ever did? One time I ran with scissors (what? I can’t tell the truth because my dad reads this blog).
SUAR
