Sunday, June 23, 2013
Before the starting gun sounded I was telling a friend that I think I am ready for a longer distance. I've only done 5K races at this point. And I have one more to do this year. But I want more.
As soon as I started out yesterday I could feel that my body was off. It was harder than usual. Of course, it was a trail run, and those are so different from running on paved road. I pushed through. I pushed through a nasty hill climb. I pushed through an allergic reaction. I ran to the finish line, I didn't walk, even in my condition (and I probably should have walked). It kills me to walk. I'm not fast as it is....walking slows me down.
But even with the circumstances what they were, I still enjoyed this run. I enjoyed it more than the first 5K trail run I did on New Year's Day. I want to do it again. And I want to run a longer distance.
So I am swearing to sign up for the six mile Turkey Trot race on Turkey day. That is on pavement and I think it will be nice to begin that way.....but I want to do one of the 10k or 15k trail runs.
It feels alive to run on a dirt path, in a way that it doesn't running on pavement. My body doesn't feel sore like when I run on pavement. I enjoy running it in a way I don't when I am on pavement.
Maybe I've passed that point. Or found that thing. That point, that thing, where I run just to prove I can, because for so long I didn't and couldn't (like I can now), not because I like it.