As I’m recovering from my ego blow from the Hot Dash last week and trying to ramp up for this 17 mile trail race in April, I set out for a 10 mile training run today. I left my house doubtful of my ability and still thinking about last week and wondering if I’d even be able to put up 10 more miles today. As I headed into the park about a half a mile from my house, a woman was pushing her two small children in a double stroller. I could hear her narrating things they were looking at on the trail. As I passed she said “Oh look, a runner! That makes 3 walkers, 1 runner, kids”. We both smiled and waved.
It’s amazing what a small phrase can do. I don’t think she has any idea how her words powered me through the rest of my workout. Mile 3 when a side stitch kicked in “1 runner”, mile 6 when I was bored “1 runner”, mile 8 when my blister returned “1 runner”. I am not fast by any means but I did finish the 10 miles I planned on today. I listened to myself and my current ability and kept it slow. I felt way better than I did last week. The weather was great and I even discovered some new trails in my home town.
In other news: I got my grade back for my finance course – A! I haven’t worked so hard for a grade in a long time. Feeling pretty happy about that one. I’ve had this past week off of school but it’s back to the grad school grind next week. 🙂