Phsychology...That's a big word, hope I spelled it right!
I read an article at Runner's World on coming up with a mantra to repeat over and over while running/racing but usually when you feel like crap and want to quit. Be strong, relax, anything positive to get your mind off the pain. I admit, I use some of these sometimes. But to me, it is the voices.
It is said that running is 10% physical and 90% mental which I believe is true. Our brain is the beginning and end of everything. We sometimes have to will ourselves to start running, will ourselves to keep running and will ourselves to go faster when we don't think we can.
Confidence is huge. A negative mind is already defeated before starting. I was extremely confident going into my two best marathons. I had good training, good workouts, and good races going in. I toed the starting line knowing I was going to have a good day and looked forward to the journey.
The mental aspect is present all the time whether it be an easy training run or marathon. Here are some of the things that go through my mind when running/racing, enjoy!
I don't ever run with music so I am never distracted from the voices in my head that constantly keep me company. The voices are wonderful entities. They keep me company, they tell me jokes, they inform me how my body feels, they berate me, they encourage me, they tell me to go faster or slower, the voices are my coach and 2nd best friend next to my Wife. The voices are there for me and never let me down.
Running is an interesting activity in that you go through just about every range of emotion possible in a relatively short period of time. Bliss, boredom, pain, agony, defeat, elation, joy.
Marathons are fun in that you get an extended time to deal with everything. Most people don't run marathons very often so it is like the Super Bowl. You hype it up, you have dreams about it, it can take over your life. It was only in my first marathon that I had that "What the Hell am I doing?" feeling. I have learned a lot since then. I don't get nervous at the start of any race. I usually feel ready to go or at least have realistic expectations.
I love the start of a marathon. Everybody is so excited. There is just something in the air, it is a special feeling. The starting gun fires and you are off. You feel great, the legs are light and your mind imagines a great finish. If you paced yourself correctly, the first half flies by. My mind acts different during a race than training. In training, my mind wanders. But in a race, my mind is focused on the task at hand. In the beginning miles, the voices are constantly updating me on how my stride feels, my breathing, and my pace. I catch my voices telling me that I feel good and have to control myself to not go too fast or I will pay later. The voices make sure I take my gels when I should and drink when I am thirsty. Life is good.
Mile 20. The "Wall". I have never actually hit the wall to the point I couldn't move, and I hope I never do. For me, mile 18 or so is where I feel I am running a marathon. Fatigue starts to creep into the legs a bit. I think more than anything, by that point, I have been running for 2 hours and the brain is getting tired as well. As the race goes on, the voices can get nasty. I tell myself to relax, short/easy strides. The legs get stiffer. Hopefully, muscles don't cramp. The voices, they urge me on. "Come on you dumb butt", they scream at me. Not sure what it is, but something keeps me going. Maybe not wanting to waste all the time spent training or I don't want to leave Jenny standing at the finish line wondering where I am at. There are times I think about Jenny. I figure if she could endure all the cancer treatments, then I can surely endure running a few more miles. The voices, they remind me.
The voices, the cuss and yell at me. They know it keeps me going.
Mile 25...Only one little mile to go. The voices yell at me "anybody can run a mile you moron"! The pace picks up, only one mile and I am done.
The finish is in sight..."Faster, faster" the voices shout out. "All the people are clapping for you, don't puke"! "Yes, we did it!", the voices exclaim. The voices did their job, they got me through. I am tired but not out of it. The voices congratulate me then they scream out, "Where's our chocolate milk"!!
The voices are amazing invisible creatures that live inside our heads. They are always there. They are there to listen, give advice, entertain and encourage. So, shut off the music and all other distractions so you can listen to your voices.