|Crossing the finish line in a green tee... |
eight years ago!
Months ago, I had signed up for next weekend's local running tradition, a St. Patty's Day 5-miler through downtown Rochester. I had considered skipping it up until this morning, but after waking up feeling older and more tired than I should, I re-committed to finishing what I had started when I signed-up. Last year at this time of year, I found myself in a similar training funk and went the distance in a noble (if pedestrian) time. With the goal this year of performing at least as well, I put pen to paper journal and once again began tracking my miles and pace. More importantly than finishing next Saturday's run, I aspire to use this festive race to continue jump starting my training.
If experience has told me anything, owning the small victories of finishing a race you have worked hard to train is a much more palatable pill than owning the fact that you've quit... again.