Well, after my experience with the Riverbound 10k, I did not have high hopes. I decided to relax, take my time, and enjoy a run on my own stomping ground. I went out relaxed and fairly slow. I know it took me about 1.5 miles to have to breathe with my mouth open. (This is one way I have learned to judge my efforts.) I felt great. I noticed how hard the people around me were breathing. I noticed how effortlessly I was breathing. My confidence increased.

I kept pushing at a moderate/hard level. We got to the bottom of the hill and it turned to well-groomed, winding single-track. I had just passed a guy, and it had taken me a while to do on that downhill. Normally, I would be sure to give him space to pass if he wanted, however today, I decided to "run my own race". If he wanted to pass, he'd have to do it himself. I was not moving over for anyone for some reason. We ended up back on the wide fire-road, where I caught the next person. I could feel myself gaining strength with each passing. It was the exact opposite of Riverbound 10k. I felt like I was becoming mentally stronger, I felt badly passing people, but it felt good at the same time.
The last stretch was on pavement - I had three more people I wanted to get by. The girl was struggling, and one guy was waiting on her, so I knew those two would happen. I wanted to slow down. It was hot and sunny, but I knew the end was near. I pushed to the finish, with one guy a few seconds ahead of me. I didn't mind. I had given my all.
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