I have exactly two weeks until my next marathon. It actually seems kind of strange. My other three marathons each have had months of build-up, of logging long-distance runs, of wondering, imagining, picturing race day and then the inevitable fear/anxiety/nervousness mixed with excitement/anticipation/energy for the race itself.
So far, this hasn't had hardly any of that. I suppose this is all part of my development as a runner. I chose to run a spring marathon precisely because of the time frame, because I wanted to run two marathons fairly close to each other so I wouldn't have to run an 18-miler and then two 20-milers. I actually did end up having to run one 18-miler and one 20-miler but still, it was much better than having to do it the other way.
My plan the next two weeks is fairly simple. I'm running 4-5 today and then 12 on Sunday. Now, the race is on a Saturday so next week I'm going to switch it up and run 10 miles on Saturday and maybe a 3-4 miler on Sunday.
I guess the one thing I'm going to start doing a lot is to check the weather. The race has an 8 a.m. start time so if it's at all warm and sunny, I could be in for a tough run since I'll be pulling into the finish after 12 p.m. Lately we've had rain and chilly (SoCal chilly, I mean, come on) weather, and I'm hoping that extends out three more weeks or so.
For now, though, I'm just taking it run by run and hoping that the anxious/nervous emotions don't kick in for a while.