I got very excited when I finally saw a race picture of me with both feet off the ground! That made me feel like a "real" runner; I know, I know, with 13 half marathons and over 1,000 miles covered in the last 18 months or so, I am a real runner. Seeing the picture just made my day, though, since I've never had one before. (Haven't purchased the picture so I can't post it here, you'll have to take my word for it, LOL!)
Of course, the picture also showed me in the process of heel striking (oops!), but looking at where it was, it was on a downhill section, and it's tough to NOT heel strike when you're going downhill. Most of the time I do pretty well with a mid- to forefoot strike, both from pictures and from what my husband has observed. We both aim for a mid- to forefoot strike as that definitely is easier on our knees and joints.
It's the little things that brighten my days sometimes. It doesn't make the situation with a crown coming off any better, but at least it was something pleasant today.
Now it's on to serious training for the Ragnar Relay next month--I need to be able to do about 17 miles over the course of 30-36 hours, and that has me a tad nervous. I'm runner 11, and this is what I have to look forward to:
Leg 1 - 6.8 miles hard
Leg 2 - 6.5 miles hard
Leg 3 - 3.8 miles easy
17.1 miles total
At least my last leg is the shortest and is rated easy! What on earth was I thinking?!
I have been assured by the team captain that we will all do fine, regardless of our time on each leg. I do want to try out doing multiple runs in a day, maybe even a few morning/evening/morning runs to see how I do. It will be an adventure, that's for sure!
Sometimes I wonder how this all happened--how did a morbidly obese, shy, sedentary middle-aged woman turn into a crazy, impulsive, athletic one? All I set out to do was lose some weight, and I didn't hold out much hope of ever being able to do that. Somewhere along the way, though, my life got turned around completely. The physical weight came off, but more importantly the mental weight came off as well. That is what had me trapped in a "woe is me, I will never be able to change, this is too hard" mindset that made it easier to give up than to really give it my all.
How do you change your life and your lifestyle? One small change at a time. It's when we realize that nothing will change until we start, even if that start is imperfect and we stumble along the way, that the process begins. There is no better day than today to start moving toward the future we've always dreamed of but never dared hope to achieve. It's worth it; WE are worth it!