I ran my first 5k race ten days ago. Since then I've only run once. And I haven't eaten very well. I'm in my head. I hate it. I need to get out. I need a goal.
Thanksgiving Day. Berbee Derby. 10K Race.
There it is. The challenge. The new goal. Nice.
So, why has this last week been so hard? Why has it been so difficult to restart? I know this sounds weird, but the 10k seems less magical. When I started the 5k, it was completely new. Every day was a new challenge; a step into the unknown. This 10k just seems like the 5k...but twice as long.
I have to figure out how to make it new. Maybe some rewards? Some challenges on where I run to or something?
Maybe it's less about magic and more about discipline this time. Less about the unknown and more about conquering the known.
So, why do I want to do this?
I loved the feeling of accomplishment after finishing the race. I love being “part of the club.” I love feeling and being healthy. And honestly...I need the structure. It's good for me.
This is going to be good. I'm having to do a bit more convincing right now than I think I should, but I'll get there.
Here's to my first 10k...and then eating a whole turkey.
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So, I heard fall/winter running is a whole new ballgame. Maybe that will be new. Also, you should try to beat (or at least meet) your previous 5k time at the halfway point of this race. I guess you'd need someone standing there with a timer. Just some ideas..
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