I found myself with this weird feeling as I scrolled through my Facebook feed over the weekend.
It wasn’t over the cute babies -> hell no. They are adorable but I’m all set with kids.
It wasn’t over the tropical vacations. Although that would be absolutely wonderful if I was on one of those right now.
I was having some major running FOMO.
That’s Fear Of Missing Out if you didn’t know.
Running FOMO is nothing new for me. I had it for most of 2015 as I recovered from my running injury. I would get this sinking feeling in the pit of my stomach as runners would go past my house on a beautiful Saturday or Sunday morning for their long run. I missed running so much!
In 2016, when I could run again, I didn’t feel too much running FOMO. After letting go of my need for a redemption marathon, I was at peace with running with no plans and enjoying the ability to run again. Sure there were times when I wished I could join friends for a 16 mile long run or there was a really cool trail race at a distance I’d never done before. But it never gave me the FOMO pangs.
Now that I’m feeling ready to return to racing, that FOMO feeling has already reared it’s ugly head. There’s so many races that friends are running that sound cool. New races, new terrain, new distances – I want to do it all and not miss out on anything.
Last weekend was the first snowshoe race of the season. I couldn’t make it because of kid logistics since it was 1.5 hours away from my house. I really am hoping to do a few snowshoe races this year. It wouldn’t have been a big deal except that all of the snow at my house has melted. The odds of any local races going on as planned have dropped significantly unless we get some serious snow. Which as of right now, doesn’t look like it’s happening anytime soon. Boo.
My other FOMO problem? My trusty running buddy, Lori, is trying to convince me to do the Ragged 75 Stage Race in August. When I first saw it, I thought – that would be cool! But then I read into it. From the race description -> “The Ragged 75 Stage Race is a challenging 75-mile race with approximately 13,500 feet of elevation gain that includes very technical single-track, steep climbs & descents, double track, fire roads, dirt/gravel roads & pavement. It’s a point-to-point trail of approximately 25.3 miles in Stage 1 (summiting Mt. Ragged & Mt. Kearsarge), 22.7 miles in Stage 2 (summiting Mt. Sunapee) and 31.5 miles in Stage 3.”
Now I said I wanted to do an ultra this year. But I was thinking more along the lines of a 50k and that’s it. In only one day. I know we wouldn’t be running the whole race. There would be some serious hiking. But three days of hustling on the trail and then camping out at a school to try to recover for the next day is more pain cave than I was hoping for. My comfort level would be pushed to a whole new level. I know I could hike it. And I know I would be having multiple break downs out on the trail during those three days.
So why does it still oddly sound like fun to me?!?!?!
I thought about maybe going out to volunteer for a day. But then you know what will happen? I’ll have serious FOMO because I’d want to be running. Lori is a very persuasive person. She sells it so well that while we are running I have visions of going home to immediately register. I love that about her because nothing is too big of a goal according to her. She’s a great motivator and makes you think you can do anything (Even running a BQ race when you are afraid of having another DNF).
So far, I’m holding on to a firm NO for the 75 miler. My fingers are crossed that it sells out before I cave in to peer pressure. Lol! Why am I such an easy going person!
Living in running FOMO is no way to live. I’m reminding myself that there will be other races to run. There’s no need to run every race right.now. There will be another race. There will be next year. Racing isn’t going anywhere.
As someone with the wonderful title of an “injury prone” runner, I need to be extra mindful of controlling my FOMO. I may be feeling good right now, but too much, too soon is never a recipe for success. Running all the miles and all the races will give me nothing but a big DNF. I really liked Laura’s advice of choosing one goal. I want it all but I have to focus on one thing at time. Goal #1 is happening in May. My focus will be on my training for that.
Eye on the prize. Eye on the prize. Eye on the prize.
Repeat after me: Just say no to FOMO.
Have you found yourself with running FOMO before?