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"coach": Reading meeka's concerns about being undertrained (we all feel that with certain races) and wondering about the challenges of those late marathon miles causes me to comment on my "coach." I've found in my hard training and - when I remember - in my races, to try and get 'outside' myself and take a more detached view of where I'm at. I don't try to escape with, or rely on, music, though that seems to work great for many of you. For me, I visualize a "coach" who is assessing where I'm at and what I need to be doing. "What would coach be saying right now?" I try to ask myself. Coach might remind me to focus on my breathing, or my cadence ...to put a little more hip into my stride when my length is slipping; to relax my arms and let some stress out; to land with a good footstrike and run quietly; to work the turns as a way to focus. Coach reminds me in the pool to turn the wrist and grab the water; to focus on my thumb/index finger combo for a good exit. Coach tells me to feel the circular motion on the bike; to stay aero.
This is all helpful during the difficult parts of a race (or workout), where the mind, if left to its own devices, will easily slip into negative thoughts. "I won't be able to maintain this pace much longer; a little walking won't hurt; I'll take my time through the next water stop; this hurts too much to keep pushing; it's too hot to have a good race time today." My "coach" can get me away from those thoughts and get me focused on other things ...race things ...technique.
A variation of this is to plan a mantra to use. A word or words or a phrase that reinforce the rhythm and pace. In my recent tri, having just read an article on ultra/uber-athlete David Goggin, I used "Goggin" as my mantra. That's what got me up every hill. "Goggin," exhale, "Goggin," exhale ... I didn't think about how much of the hill remained, or how I felt, I just focused fully on the word - nothing else. I faltered over the last couple miles of that race, and as I thought back, I realized my "coach" wasn't with me. My weak, tired mind had full control, reminding how wiped I was, and those thoughts held me back to some degree.