This training cycle has been full of momentum.
Momentum returning to running after being injured. Momentum building my miles and long runs. Momentum exploring new trails and finding my confidence as a trail runner.
Last week (which I will recap soon), all that momentum came to a screeching halt.
Sure it was a cutback week and I had a million other more-important-than-running things going on. Sure I needed the rest, mentally and physically. But that stop in momentum made it really hard to get back at it this past week and really wreaked havoc on my mental state. I started off the week not wanting to run and was just in a place mentally that I didn’t want to be going into my first of four big weeks of running.
As the week progressed, I started feeling better. I made plans with my running friends, I got excited for the weekend’s long runs, and magically, the week ended up going exactly according to my training plan.
I realized on my run this morning that instead of momentum, I need to rely on motivation, because momentum only lasts so long. I need to be motivated to get out the door on my own, to finish up these last few weeks of training strong, and to do my best going forward.
I found that motivation exploring the hills this weekend. I found it doing a long run with a new group of excited runners training for their first ultra. I found it in the changing season and the perfect fall air. I found it conquering my biggest weekend of trail running ever and knowing it will all pay off come race day. I found it realizing that I had a smile plastered on my face after both long runs this weekend. I found it when I reminded myself mid-run that I do this because I truly love it.
I mean seriously, how can I not be motivated getting to run in places like these?
Three more big weeks of training to go, and I feel like I am back to that place I want to be mentally. Excited, focused, happy, and most importantly, motivated.