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After registration closed I hurried-up and changed so I could run. Months ago I was planning to do the 34 miler, that now seems laughable. I opted for the 17 mile option and silently calculated how long it has been since I last ran that far (answer: almost two years). The first nine miles went well, I felt good and was cruising along with a few other Olyrunners for company. Then it happened, I reached mile 9.5 and it all went to hell. My feet ached with every step and my legs were tired and didn't want to turn over. Not surprising given I haven't been running. Fast foward 7.5 miles, I ran to the finish line and was greeted by Matt and Jasper. It was the best finish of my life.
During the run my inner dialogue kept saying "this isn't you, you're better than this". And then it hit me. No, I am not better than this. This. Is. Me. It is where I am right now and I am damn proud of it. Sure, it wasn't as fast or as easy as it once was, but in time that will come back. And you know what, if it doesn't, that is okay too. I'm not out there to win races, I'm just out to have a good time and hang out with my friends.
Oh, and if you are curious it took me 3:20 to finish, six minutes slower than when I last ran it in 2011 and thought I was in shape.
It was a beautiful day for a fat ass. |