My running has been sporadic the past few weeks. I've been running only three miles 2-3 times a week, and I have been taking it easy because of a niggling ITB problem and what I think is the start of plantar fasciitis. (Doctor? What doctor?)
So, I had two goals this morning: don't walk, and don't be last. Done and done.
No matter how many races I run, I am always a nervous wreck before a race. Like ridiculously nervous. Right up until I left the house I wasn't sure I would go. I didn't tell anyone I was racing. I was going to run the D.C. Road Runners 5k today, but that was at noon, and I knew that by then I would have talked myself out of it. Why am I so mental?
So I consulted my (and your) handy online coach for a little pep talk, and as usual, she came through.
Take a deep breath and remind yourself that you are not there to win the race; your livelihood does not depend on you crossing the finish line first. Relax. Soak up the good vibes, take in the scenery and smile.So that's just what I did. I hung with a 7-year old most of the way, urging him not to let me pass him (I did finally pass him, what can I say?)
And what makes this race truly unique, is that this is the "No Headphones Allowed" club, and they aren't kidding. The registration form is stamped "NO HEADPHONES" and it's a small race so it would be really conspicuous if I wore my trusty Shuffle. Heaven knows, I don't want to be conspicuous. So I was On My Own. I sang the first verse of Good King Wenceslas about 27 times to compensate. I tried to enjoy the people around me and the nice 50 degree (F) temp (check it out: the Cherry Blossoms have bloomed, four months early), the slight rain, and the birds. And the 3.1 miles of industrial park that we ran through.
A nice way to start the new year. And I got my own permanent MCRR number (170) to boot. These people have a lot of faith in me!
Happy New Year.