Honestly, I dreaded going to that race. I didn't want to get up early, I didn't want to be tired, I didn't want to compete and see all these other really fast runners in great shape, I didn't want to at all.....until I got there. My competitiveness returned from vacation that I never realized it took. When I got home, I was all energized about racing again, which is the last thing I expected myself to feel like! It didn't hurt that I got first in my age group and 8th overall (ok there were only 50 runners!!). I decided (with Andy's help of course) to train for and run the race in Des Moines. Talk about a change of attitude. The 5k I ran with Rachel went well and I felt good about it. It's a pretty boring course, but it's flat and there's not very many competitors. If you want to feel good about your times, I always suggest running in the Pioneer Days 5k! And speaking of running well, I have to give kudos to Rachel for beating her time goal by 3 minutes! She rocked it!
I'm still in good shape from torturing myself with the marathon at the end of May, so I picked up the training pretty easily. I've already had two 90 minute runs and have impressed myself with the speedwork. I ran hills last week (if anyone here in town is familiar with 33rd St, that's my hill) and before that, I went to the track to run 400's. I did 8 of them that morning and averaged 1.5 minutes per lap. Not too shabby. The goal of this 1/2 marathon is to prove to myself that I can run it in the time I would need to qualify for the Boston full marathon which is 1 hr 52 minutes. Considering the bad races I've had this year, I certainly expect this to be a challenge, but I'm up for it. I realized that I have to push myself past the uncomfortable zone and get over the discomfort. Quit being a pansy and just DO IT! As usual, we shall see! And I don't know why I have to have a goal for this. Why can't I just go out and run and have fun like I used to do?
As for any other news, I believe Paw Prints is still going to close. It's really hard to see it happen, but I honestly don't know how we can continue....it's heartbreaking really.
My foster cat, Daytona, is such a sweetheart and I would LOVE to keep him. It can't happen but I guess I'll just have to keep him until we find the perfect new owner for him!
Well, I'm sure it won't be weeks upon weeks before I write again. I hope not anyway. Enjoy the 700 mph wind and heat today!
|Daytona thinking about his life...|