My forearms went numb.
My lungs burned.
The hills kept coming.
I RAN MY OWN RACE…
I LOVED IT!
Did I still have expectations? Yes. Did I care what everyone else thought? A little… In fact, when my training bestie (that blondie in the picture) took off and was in front of me, I literally thought, “If she beats me, I’m going to be pissed.”
Then I quickly hit my first mile at 7:25. PERFECT. I heard my coach in my head, “Can you hold that for two more miles?”
Yes, I can. And I did.
I ran my own race and finished at 23:53.
If you do the math…that’s about a 7:50 pace. I was aiming for at 7:20 pace. And because I’m competitive, I will put this disclaimer in right now…
The Garmin that gave me my first split also mapped the race to be 3.25 miles (not 3.1)…that puts me at a 7.25 mile pace. I’m going to go with that. *wink*
The important take away – I ran MY race. I performed the best I could on THAT day. And that is good enough for me.
Perfection is no longer in my vocabulary…PASSION IS.
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