I have run ten marathons. Number ten was completed three weeks ago, the Honolulu Marathon. (By the way, my new favorite state is Hawaii). I ran my tenth marathon on my 37th birthday which was really special to me. Running a marathon on my birthday just seemed like the ultimate gift that a runner can give ones self. Especially when it is in Hawaii, my new favorite state. Besides, ten years ago on my 27th birthday, running was the furthest thing from my mind. A lot can change in ten years.
Every marathon I have run has a special meaning to me. I have not run too many that I do not distinctly remember the joys and the pains of each. I vividly remember the calve cramps on Beacon Street during the last few miles of Boston as vividly as I remember the thrill of realizing I was going to PR in NYC. I also remember the post-race recoveries from the London respiratory virus to the Athens baklava and wine. Each race I have run has been unique, from start to finish.
However there is one similarity between all ten of my marathons. Regardless of how my marathon went, how I recovered or how many times I swore I would never do this again, just like clockwork, three weeks post marathon I find myself getting the itch to start training for another. This three week itch is the first time my body and mind are on the same page insofar as marathon training goes. I love getting this itch because no matter how poorly or how perfectly my last marathon went, I know I have another shot of doing better. It is like having a new beginning.
So like clockwork, three weeks post the Honolulu Marathon, I got my itch. Thankfully in one week I will begin training for Big Sur! I just need to remember to book a flight.
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