Or maybe it's bipolar disease...or schizophrenia.
At any rate, whatever that thing that people have where they are high one minute and low the other...
I've got it in my running shoes because today I realized that I really don't suck at running as much as I thought I do.
And that I CAN run fast...if I just run at all.
I wonder if they have some kind of medicated foot powder that is the Prozac for runners...do you think if I sprinkled Endurox in my shoes I'd be on cloud nine all the time when it comes to running?
The race went fine. It was humid. I was content to start in the back even though everyone I saw that knew me said "why are you so far back???" While I run slower than most of you, I actually impressed myself. The first 2 miles were at a 9:30 pace and then I slowed to a 9:45 pace and maintained that for the duration of the race. I was pretty pleased with that considering I thought I'd stink it up with 11 minute miles the entire race. I didn't PR, and didn't even break an hour, but I was still happy.
Because I did something alot of other people didn't do this morning:
So, maybe I'll try and focus on running more. Troy and I talked about it last night and I think the speed thing would come if I just ran a little more often. I'll give it a try.
In the meantime, have a great Labor Day!