Well, helllloooo there. It’s been 9 mths since my last post so I figured it was about high time I gave birth to a new post. A lot of happenings (and races) since my last race recap in Oct 2012! The biggest non-running related news: a new house in Texas. Booyah, y’all. The biggest running related news: hmm, it’s a toss up between a new 5K PR; my very first age group award and writing a new blog post! Phew! The things that can happen in 9 months.
I stopped writing my race recaps because I just didn’t feel into it. I couldn’t think of any creative and fresh ways to recap yet another 5K. I want my posts to be some what entertaining and I felt tapped out of creativity-ness (new word alert!). Not to mention the impending move to a new house in a new state sat in the forefront of my brain leaving little room for much else. Also, I started to downgrade my accomplishments in my own mind. Thoughts like, no one cares if you ran 3 miles without stopping, no one is going to be excited that you ran up that mother effing hill because to them, the hill “is not that bad”. I guess a small part of me thought others would snicker at my highlights. So, it’s taken me a while to realize: my accomplishments and achievements are my MY accomplishments and achievements. There will always be someone faster and stronger doing a helluva lot more impressive things than me but it’s OK. This is about me and doing things out of my comfort zone and doing things that I never thought I could or would do. It’s a very basic concept and not an earth shattering realization, but I lost sight of it and struggled with it. I realized that I should be proud to document my accomplishments and achievements (and even the lowlights!) no matter how big or small they seem to another runner (or more accurately, how I think others will perceived them). If for no other reason than to look back and remind myself of what I have done, big or small.
Now that the dust has settled a little after the move and most of the boxes are unpacked (haha, yeah right), I felt compelled again to write down my running musings. I think the trigger to dust this blog off happened after I read a really great post from Dimity McDowell called, Rookie Lessons: How To Race Your Own Race. McDowell, prior to participating in her first Ironman (helloooo Badass!), had a momentary freak out when sizing up the fitness level and experience of the other athletes. Her confidence waivered until she realized, in her own words, she was “wasting valuable mental energy focusing on anything except what I should’ve had my eye on: my race.”.
So, here on out, I will race my own race and take note of the highs (and lows) along the way to the finish line.