Sunday, August 18, 2013
We all have labels. Wife, mother, daughter, coworker, boss, etc. Today I rode my bike 12 miles and saw lots of "labels." There were the walkers, the runners, the cyclists, the parents with little kids, the parents with furkids, aka. dogs, etc.
I thought about the label that would be assigned to me today...cyclist. As I road by the walkers and runners, I almost felt at a loss. "I should be with them" went through my mind, especially the runners.
I also realize that my daughter was right, my running pace is way too fast for a long distance. I saw a couple of runners with shirts on that had the word marathon on them. They were the "serious runners" and their pace was slower than what I try to run. This discovery was a woo hoo moment for me.
I CAN give up "the time" for the run. If I want to continue running, I must work on my pacing and leave the watch at home. The most important thing is I'm running and I'm doing it for me! I want to finish a 1/2 marathon and I will.
In the meantime, I'll keep switching labels from walker, to runner to cyclist! Maybe I should try for another label....triathlete. Naaa!