I must say that I’m having a great time in my state of unpreparedness as I approach The 50K Harding Hustle. I got out early this morning for one last little run before the big event. Best thing about today’s run (besides the empty trails and awesome views) is that I got to run with another long time trail running friend. I haven’t run with Sheila in years, and we ran today as if not a day had passed. It’s like we had just run together yesterday. And I was back home by 8AM – plenty of time to contemplate this Saturday’s Harding Hustle.
My goal for this weekend at The Harding Hustle is to run the 31+ miles as a training run. This is precisely why I registered for the race. I wanted to go long (30+) in a safe environment – such as one with aid stations and other people. Here’s my dilemma: Medal Lust. If it seems that I’m not going to make the 50k within the time requirements, I know that the smell of that finisher’s medal will tempt me to drop to the lower “mileage” race, the 30k. I can do the 30k, no problem – it’s one of my training runs. I have run it many times by myself. The 50k is a whole other story. Chances are slim that I can make it within the time requirements.
Here’s what I want to do come Saturday: Forgo the finisher’s medal and run as much of the 50k as I can. In other words, swallow the DNF (if that’s inevitable). DO NOT drop down to the 30k; give up the medal. This my friends will be VERY difficult for me to accomplish. I must remind myself when I come to the 30k turnaround, that I am in no way in this hustle for the medal. I am in this adventure for the training.
For the training.