10K #2: Run for the Wounded: Rambling musings and reflections
Sunday, May 27, 2012
Yesterday was my second 10K and boy did the nerves almost get the best of me. I love how running calms things down. It's just the waiting to get started part. It gives me too much time to come up with potential "disasters." Like getting lost. Not due to being in the lead, mind you, but being left behind and not finding my way. Silly, huh. Every course I have completed has been very well marked and I haven't been left behind yet. This course was no different. They had it marked the whole way and had friendly volunteers posted at key spots to point the way.
I am always struck with how friendly others are at these events. For example, a total stranger giving someone a bobby pin to help keep her hair back. Someone always has just what you need. Especially the words of encouragement that are freely given. I've said it before, but there is something about those endorphins. Nothing like crossing the finish line to raucous cheering.
There is always something I take from these events. At the start of this one, there was a group of women who were planning on walking/running the 10K course. A friend of theirs was talking about wanting to run with them. One woman said to him, "Run your race." This really resonated with me the entire course. --That and the fact that we were running for those who couldn't. Those who have endured/are enduring the greatest sacrifce. --"Run your race" kept me going. It is so easy to compare yourself to others and engage in negative self-talk about not being fast enough or strong enough. But, it is about your personal best. Nobody else can do it for you. This reminded me to celebrate my progress and to give it my best effort every time. If you are giving it all you have to give at this very moment, you never lose. I may never be the fastest, but I will lay it out there every time and run my race.
Yesterday's event was part of an Eagle Scout project, with the proceeds going to the Wounded Warrior Project. We started and ended at the new George E. Wahlen Veterans Home in Ogden, Utah. The USMC presented the colors and we all sang the National Anthem prior to the race. There were participants running with a picture of a fallen soldier. It was quite a tribute to our wounded/fallen warriors and very humbling. I am so glad I didn't let my nerves get the better of me and so grateful that my friends invited me to participate. I showed up, pushed through my nerves, and finished strong. I ran my race for those who have given it all for our great country. God bless them and God bless the USA. OoohRah!