If you’ve been reading my blog for any length of time, you already know that time goals are not my thing. I run because I need to run, so anything that takes away the enjoyment of running is something I don’t do. Speed work is not my jam and tempo runs kind of suck. You also won’t find me out there running for 4 hours on a training run (unless that training run happens to be a race).
So my goals don’t generally focus on pace. I run to finish. To have fun. To see my friends. To do a certain number of states in a row. But to actually hit a number on the clock? Nah, that hasn’t been a huge priority in a while.
But (you knew that was coming, right?) this year, I have some goals for the Marine Corps Marathon. I know I can finish (this is marathon #7). I know I can break 5 hours (I’ve done that 3 times so far). I know I can have fun while doing both of those.
I want to PR.
There. I said it. I’ve been working hard all summer to end up at race day able to run a 10:30 pace. My goal all summer was to run faster than my Marine Corps Marathon PR from 2008: 4:50:13.
Then I plugged 10:30 into a pace calculator and realized that put me with a finish time of 4:35:06.
More than a minute faster than my current PR of 4:36:34.
Can I do it? I don’t know, but I fully plan to go out there and give everything I have that day. My friend told me tonight that he expects to find my ass lying on the course somewhere. Why? Because he expects me to run my ass off.