We believe all things, we hope all things, we have endured many things and hope to be able to endure all things.
(Doctrine & Covenants; Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-Day Saints scripture)
Hello double-digit land, nice to meet you!
I did it!!
Under heavy skies (that thankfully held up for the most part), after a sluggish 10k (believe me, it felt very far from strong especially at the end) the week before, after a long (but amazing) weekend…
10 miles. And I am not exaggerating when I say that every single one of them felt wonderful and I finished tired but completely alive and energized. I guess somewhere in there, I hit a runner’s high (first time!). I am (still) positively grinning. Yes, my knees are making themselves known and my poor feet are screaming. But I’m so energized and so so proud of myself, body and mind.
See, I’m not a runner. I’m not. I’m a swimmer, yes, and have always thought of myself as rather athletic, but running has always alluded me.
And even as I have started logging runs, I still had my ruts, my limits, 95% self-imposed, psyching myself out limits, and to race 10 miles strong, heck even to run 10 miles at all, when for so long 2 miles and 5ks and finally 5 miles seemed daunting on the other side.
10 wonderful, challenging, empowering, soggy miles. In 1:35, with a couple of walk-through the water stop breaks. Well under the nose of my secret 1:40 goal (which I revised after last week to: uhh, finishing would be awesome. Maybe under 2 hours? Maybe just finishing, period)
Like I said, after last week’s race, I like the challenge in my body and mind after mile 5… and this race has me curious to discover what’s beyond 10.
Yep, curious… not scared, not anxious, not overly in awe of… curious and believing in that possibility as something to be realized.
Hope all things, believe all things. Today, I have to thank running because it has been challenging me and inspiring for these last few months in ways I never thought possible.
I have endured a few races and challenging runs this month, and I am so eager to try to endure many more…
In short: 10 miles; 1:35. Goodness. (I “forgot” my watch for splits… on purpose because I didn’t need to get anxious about it. I stayed pretty steady in pace across the miles according to the race clocks)