Three Weeks Until Race Day

Looking For My Motivation

I was hoping that the aliens would drop through the hole to deliver warm towels.

I was hoping that the aliens would drop through the hole in the clouds to deliver warm towels.

Today I went out for a solo run:10.7 miles in intermittent rain, the last long run before taper for race day. I figured that at my pace, this distance would be enough time for me to find the motivation that I have sorely lacked lately.

It wasn’t.

It makes no sense. I’m probably in better shape than I’ve ever been before. My legs don’t hurt. I’m not winded. I can still go on hilly hikes the next day. I have quad and calf muscles (though they probably came from cycle class more than running).

I couldn’t do this 20 years ago. I remember my first season with Team in Training when I’d require an afternoon nap after any run longer than six miles. So physically, I’m fine.

Mentally? I just don’t care.

I’m not sure how to overcome this because I can’t figure out the underlying problem.

Is it being outdoors? No, I’m perfectly happy being outside on Sunday hikes.

Is it getting up early? No, I’m usually already awake.

Is it my pace? I’m no slower than usual, though I’m certainly not going to hit any PRs this year.

I’m just stuck.

If anyone knows a cure for running apathy, please share.

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