Monday, January 17, 2011
I was a runner before I ever "raced."
When I sign up for a race, for me it's about doing the best I can that day, after putting in the work to get there.
Last year I started getting hung up on numbers, mainly my finish time, and pace. Which is a good thing, so I can measure my progress, but it's also a bad thing, because I take that time and compare that to the time of others. And if my time is slower, I beat myself up over it. Which is bonkers.
I haven't even dipped a toe in a pool yet, and I'm already trying to figure out what my finish time might be in Irongirl. I even looked up the times of a couple of friends who ran their first sprints last year, so I can get an idea of when I might finish. One girl had a time that I decided was going to be my goal, and I want try and beat it. Is that nuts? Or smart? Am I competing with someone I haven't seen in years, or am I competing with myself?
I guess it's okay if it's a little bit of both.
It's something to think about while I sit here and watch the SU game. These are my new favorite socks, which I won in a giveaway of Colleen's several weeks ago. Aren't they cute?
I still want to insert a smiley face here, but I'm not going to do it.
Posted by Molly at 7:29 PM