Yesterday my running partners and I had a ten mile training run. We started at 5:30am. It was sprinkling when we started - it was a steady ran from around mile three until we finished the ten. We were soaking wet. The streets were flooding. We got intentionally splash by some jerk. But it was a great run. The kind of run that makes you feel good. The kind of run that boosts your confidence. I wish every Saturday morning run would feel that good.
Tomorrow starts our week of afternoon runs - afternoon runs are hot and humid but Karen and I will push through them.
Bring on the rain!
Tuesday, July 5, 2011
Note to anyone who might read this: I am not a good writer. Although I do not have ADD or ADHD, I write like I do – kinda all over the place. So if you start reading and I jump from place to place, forgive me and bear with me. Hey – a squirrel ! (if Karen reads this, she will get it.)
Yesterday morning, I ran the 4 on the 4th race. I had great expectations. I ended up disappointed. I ran with my two Super Hero friends who I must give praise to and say THEY DID AWESOME! I am so proud of them.
This post is for me to vent my frustrations. My thought process is that if I vent, I can move past what is weighing on me. Ok – I heard that from a shrink so it is not my original idea. So let me start with some background info.
During the work week, I run in the afternoons (the majority being hot afternoons) with a really good running partner. She and I push and support each other and we have really good runs which on any given day during the week are anywhere from three miles to six miles. It was from these afternoon runs that I was encouraged that I would perform well in the 4 mile run on July 4th.
I have a competitive nature - have had it since high school over 20 years ago.
I played high school and college softball and I hated losing, I hated not getting a great hit or home run in a game, I hated not doing my best. Being an excellent softball player means practice, practice, practice. To quote the Coach from the movie Bull Durham, “This... is a simple game. You throw the ball. You hit the ball. You catch the ball.” I apply this to running as well, it is simple – You run.
My husband has been running for many years and the boy is fast. I have been running for about two years and I am not fast. I want to be fast like him. I want to have endurance like him. I want to finish before him just once, not because he let me but because I earned it.
Here I am the day after the race still sulking. I am not happy with my performance in the 4 mile race. I could sit here and make up excuse after excuse for my performance (actually, lack of performance) – didn’t sleep enough, didn’t eat properly the day before, my foot was hurting, blah, blah, blah… But at the end of the day, I have no excuse other than I sucked. That is one thing I learned from my softball coaches – if you didn’t perform to your full potential, it is no one’s fault but your own. So what does this mean? It means I need to work harder. I need to train better. I need to let go of this disappointment and look forward to the next race and perform. I need to learn to stop listening to that voice in my head that says “you can’t do this.”
I am registered to run the Houston Marathon in January 2012 with my Super Hero friends. Before January, my friends and I have several half-marathons we will be running. Training for the Houston marathon begins July 9th. I want my head and my heart in the right place once Saturday arrives. I want the voice inside my head to shut up because I WANT to run to the best of my ability.
As disappointing as Monday’s race was I still want to get out and run today. I am looking forward to running this week in the afternoons, in the heat, on the same course that kicked my butt on July 4th.
I saw this quote on a beautiful picture of a runner who was running alone down a road, specifically the second sentence hits home with me:
“It’s very hard in the beginning to understand that the whole idea is not to beat the other runners. Eventually you learn that the competition is against the little voice inside you that wants you to quit.”
Another quote I saw on twitter this morning from Runner’s World which smacked me in the face:
“The most powerful lesson you can learn in running? You're capable of much more than you think."
And I will end this venting blog with this quote, emphasis on the last sentence:
“You have to wonder at times what you're doing out there. Over the years, I've given myself a thousand reasons to keep running, but it always comes back to where it started. It comes down to self-satisfaction and a sense of achievement.”