Some lessons that I learned after just one time:
Never put a Gu in my sports bra. During my first marathon I was carrying my Gu packs in my jacket pocket but I got hot and dropped my jacket at the halfway point. I didn't have any pockets, so I put one down the front of my sports bra and held the other 2 Gu packs in my hand. I ended up never taking the sports bra Gu and 13 miles of having it in my sports bra resulted in a bloody mess. Those foil packets will cut you!
|Just not in your bra|
Turning my head to talk while trail running. It only took falling once while doing that for me to learn it's better to just talk louder and keep my eyes on the trail.
I have a much longer list of lessons that I never seem to learn:
Body Glide should never be used sparingly. Especially when running a 50K with a hydration pack in July.
|It's like a vampire with carpet fangs attacked me|
Signing up for crowded races when I hate running crowded events. I don't know why that lesson just can't sink in for me.
|I will never love people enough to enjoy this level of togetherness|
What I eat the day before a run matters. I always think "I can handle it!" as if I can will myself to handle whatever shit I feel like eating at that moment, but in reality it's better for me to really watch my fiber intake. I had a series of bad runs with GI issues and I finally realized fiber was to blame. No fiber = happy system.
Hills are always worse to think about running than to actually run. I always dread them and when I see one ahead of me I doubt that I can run up the whole thing, yet I always can. My brain hasn't caught on that my legs are perfectly capable of carrying my body up the hill.
What running lessons are you learning over and over again?