Your comments about being the turtle and passing by the burned-out rabbits reminds me of my first real 4-mile race. I had put myself on a running program, and by a running program, I just mean I would go out and start running each weekday and see what I could do. After several weeks, I had worked my way from a couple of miles to about 5 miles. Satellite GPS watches were brand new and too expensive back then so I had no idea how fast I was going. Honestly, I didn't really care, either. (Though I did have one of those distance computers that used a stride to measure distance...except I did it wrong and what I thought was 3 miles was actually more like 4.5!)
So after six weeks, I participated in the 4-mile race. I just told myself at the start - treat this like I'm by myself. Don't run really fast, just relax and run the way I always did. So once the gun went off, you know exactly what happened. Everyone just rushed right past me in a frenzy. One person dropped their portable CD player (did I mention this was a long time ago?) After about two miles, though, I noticed something interesting. I didn't change my pace, but I was passing people! Some of those "fast" people had started walking, and others were at the side of the road. A couple unfortunate souls were getting sick. But I just kept on going.
At the beginning of the last mile, a woman who must have been behind me for most of the race said that if we raced each other for the last bit, we would end up beating a certain overall pace. I said sure, and off we went. We both finished within the top 500 and got free Chipotle burritos. (Honestly, I think we were probably in the 490s!)
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