4 years ago
Monday, February 28, 2011
Saturday was number four. It was called a "troad" race because it was sort of halfway between a road race and a trail run. Hardest course (of any length) I have run yet. And I was not prepared. And it hurt lots and lots. But this time I didn't cry tears of frustration. I just wallowed in the fact that I finished a course that several others did not and I was not the slowest doing it.
And now I am on hiatus for a little while. I am going to concentrate on speed, on shorter races, on halves and just on other stuff for a little while. I am not quitting, just resting and regrouping. When I am ready to jump in again, I think will seek professional help. I will find a guide to coach me through, to get me over the hump, to help me compensate for my lack any apparent natural talent. Any suggestions?
For now, I will run because I love how it makes me feel, just because I can. And so I can shave 10 minutes off my PR in the half I've signed up for in May.