Friday, January 25, 2013
Tomorrow I run my 3rd half marathon. I may sound like a broken record, but I honestly can't believe I just wrote that. Of the three races, this is the first time I actually trained. I set a goal time and ran tempo runs for the first time. I ran trails, road, bike paths, an occasional treadmill, in the cold, the rain, the wind and finally the snow. There are some nerves leading up to this race. Not because I'm racing others, but because for the first time in a long time I feel like I "practiced" and tomorrow is the big game. As a past basketball player, running is very foreign yet familiar. The competitive side of me is there, but oddly not with other runners I know. Tomorrow feels different somehow. Tomorrow I just want to run my race. I feel prepared. I feel calm. I want to enjoy this race. I set a goal to run under 2 hours. I'm going to run with my heart tomorrow and attempt to tackle that time. I think what I love best about running is that the competition is always with myself. I don't compare my times with others or try to beat them. In fact, I love seeing others reach their own goals. Maybe it's just me. Maybe I've lost my competitive edge with beating other people. Or maybe I just understand that the camaraderie that comes with cheering on fellow runners helps boost my own spirits far greater than finishing in front of someone at a race. Don't get me wrong, if I still have something left at the end of the race tomorrow, you better believe I will be high tailing it to that finish line. But, I won't be racing you...I'll be proving to myself that a sub 2 hour half marathon is within my reach if I just run a little faster. I'll be proving to myself that I'm a runner.