I missed #MedalMonday yesterday 😱 This past Saturday was the #NYRRMini10K. It was an awesome feeling to be surrounded by so many kick-ass ladies! What started off as simply a NYC bucket list item (run a major race in every borough) has become a much more internal pursuit.
Running is an incredibly psychological sport, and inevitably I end up comparing my performance to my PR’s from nearly half a lifetime ago. Back then, however, my race times were fueled by a lot of negative energy - I was basically fighting a panic attack until the finish line. Unsurprisingly, I burned out.
I want to find and redefine that competitive drive. As I focus on this next chapter of discovering what running really means to me, I’m acknowledging that my thoughts still get a little(/very cruel) a few miles in. It’s hard, especially halfway into a 10K, to see past momentary thoughts. I hope training for these races will help my mind breathe easier. TLDR: Ultimately, every run is a reason to celebrate because I end that day stronger than I was when I began it. Next up: Queens 10K.