This fall, two of my closest friends and I, who are all competing post-collegiately, and who were all struggling big time with the aches and pains of doing that, jokingly started our own team which then developed into having a slogan and t-shirts followed.
In terms of racing and results, the past 8 months have been somewhat disappointing when comparing results to last year. Now I understand that last year was a once in a lifetime type deal where pretty much every race was a new PR…but with that comes the desire and the thought to do it again! Unfortunately, that’s not really how it works and I am stuck at what I would call mediocre results this year. This past Thursday I ran at Mt. Sac (one of the biggest track meets in the country). I was hoping to run close to what I ran last year, but that didn’t happen. I ended up running about 15 seconds slower than I did last year, which seems to be the trend this year. It’s so easy for me to want to directly compare this year to last year, when in all reality that just isn’t really fair. Nothing about my life this year is the same as it was last year. I have a new job, I’m living in a new place, the demands and stresses on me (both physically and mentally) are different, the training surfaces and terrain are different. So, I have to take a new approach to how I look at results for this season. I have to be thankful that in such a time of transition, bad days are still better than what I was running in college. I have to be thankful that even though I’m not getting the outcome I want, I still have the ability to race. I’m thankful for the continual support of friends and family and people around me who have continued to encourage me in quite a discouraging time. I’m thankful for my boyfriend who is the voice of reason and common sense when I have my “life is over” mental breakdowns after frustrating performances. I’m thankful to get advice from an Olympian, who has been through the process before. “Do your best and God will make it good enough”. I’m thankful for my parents, who honestly, probably don’t care how fast I run, they just support me because it’s what I love to do.
So through all the frustrations, and crappy days, and days of wanting to give up running competitively…I will learn, I will grow, I will keep going…because ultimately at the end of the day when all is said and done, running is what I love to do.