It’s race season. That means people all over the internets are complaining about how terribly difficult it is to taper.
I think those people are liars. (Or crazy.)
Maybe not intentional liars, but liars. Perhaps they are lying to themselves, convinced by Twitter and Runner’s World that they are so passionate about/addicted to running they can’t possible ease up for three days without becoming panicked and bitchy. Because seriously, who doesn’t enjoy some hard-earned time off? The real honest truth is… tapering is awesome.
As a friend hilariously wrote me yesterday, “gee, I really hate this tapering thing and all the extra sleep it brings me”. Hear, hear.
I wish I was tapering.
Instead I’m trying to get back into shape after a long hiatus and my body is rebelling with aches and pains in every nook and cranny. Cranny aches are.the.worst.
Tapering is not hard. You get to relax a little, leave the tough training workouts behind, and go on fun shakeout runs without guilt. Plus you have all that cool pre-race excitement and jitters and nausea and doubt to keep the energy up. Tapering is a restful reward for three months of hard work. You earn a taper.
A hiatus is hard. A hiatus is not restful. It’s laziness buried under the shadow of regret and self-loathing. A hiatus is indulgent. There’s no anticipatory pep in your step. A hiatus slows you down to a whimpering crawl. A hiatus is not earned, it’s taken.
Taper on, my friends, and enjoy every minute.
Title: Fleetwood Mac – Little Lies. 1987.