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I'm not that short, he is just that tall.
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I have given myself exactly one week to feel sorry for myself and as of Monday morning, I am back to my old self. There was an all girls triathlon at eagle creek, but I really wanted to do a 5k so I headed down town to do a running race. I slept in, woke up and had my coffee and headed to the race. My mom and I talked my sister into doing the race so I was excited to make it a family affair.
I haven't done any short course speed work since July and I have been tapering the last month so I kind of forgot what it felt like to race a 5k. I took a look around me and saw a few chicks who could give me a run for money so I decided to start out fast and see what happened. I started out too fast and I was definately leading the womens race. I clocked in at mile 2 somewhere a 6:45 pace and then proceeded to blow up. I took a look behind me and there was no one there so I slowed down a bit so that my lungs didn't out right explode into the canal. It didn't take too long for me to realize that I had lost some upper end aerobic run fitness over the course of the last month. I have been doing longer, slower runs for 2 months now and I am someone who needs to train fast to race fast.
I won the race and realized how much I enjoy late summer/fall races. Running has always been my original passion and it makes me respect my body and appreciate the little things in life (water, a bench in the shade, etc...). After I finished I ran the course backwards until I found my sister, who was also running (with a bleeding blister), and finished the last 1/2 mile with her. My mom, nephew and puppy Lola were all waiting for us at the finish line and it was nice to spend time with them, especially doing what I love on a beautiful day.
After I checked the results from the all girl triathlon, I was a little bummed b/c I would have been 2nd, but I had a great morning and enjoyed myself. I will be turning my focus this fall to running and I have some pretty cool long distance running events coming up.
Even more important is that I still have my zest for triathlon and I have been getting all giddy planning my race schedule for 2009. I am like a kid in a candy store flipping through my event guide and I have a pretty amazing plan of what races I want to do next year.
I love training and I love racing and I will not let one lousy race ruin my spirits. So, even though Ironman didn't treat me to well this year, I am excited to know that my passion is deeper than ever and that is what essentially makes me stronger.
1 comment:
Whitney, you are amazing, and hats off to you for realizing one race, an athlete does not make. You have a ton of talent and I think its great you still have the fire, passion and determintation to light them up. I have total faith in you.
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