I’ve been training for a 10K. I’m going into my 7th week of serious training which includes running 3 days a week and strength training on the off days. I’ve been gradually working up my distance and can run 5 miles fairly well even though it’s still pretty tough.
So I figure how much harder can one more mile be? I even started saying things like, “I’ll finish the 10K, it’s just a matter of what my time will be.” I started fantasizing about finishing under an hour or at least 65 minutes. No problem.
Well, I ran the actual 10K course in a practice run today — 2 weeks out — just to see what I’m up against.
I am up against a BEAST.
It’s hard. VERY HARD. It chewed me up and spit me out.
I felt like puking.
I didn’t finish.
It could have been the mostly up hill first mile or the many brutal hills that followed. Or it could have been that I ate almost nothing the day before and then had a big bowl of popcorn before bed. Maybe it was my previous days workout which included a lot of leg work — I did wake up a tad sore. Or maybe it was my over zealous first two miles that I ran waaay tooo fast.
Whatever the reason, (all of which WILL be addressed for the official run), I now bow to the course.
Dear 10K course,
I bow to you. I no longer have a time in mind for finishing. My new goal is to just FINISH. And, I will be ecstatic if I can finish you without stopping. I will take it easy and honor your many deceitful ascents knowing that if I barrel up them, I will die later. I will honor your distance — I swear you are longer than 6.2 miles. But know this, I will be prepared and I will be ready. I will be stronger and healthier when we meet again. I bow to you 10K course, but prepare to be trampled!
The One In Purple, Racing Alzheimer’s
*Note — this post was written 2 weeks ago while my website was under construction. The 10K is on May 5th, 2 days away from this posting! Yeah, I’m ready. BRING IT!!!
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