Friday, September 30, 2011
I ran a nice 16+ miles tonight in the rain. I had hoped I might catch a break from the down pour, but nothing doing. I thought the run would be rough too, seeing as how I went out and had 2 glasses of malbec wine and 2 more beers when I came home last night. (side note: I am not a bum, but I don't really go out anymore, unless you count me leaving the house for work or to go running).
I've come to terms with my performance at Akron and I'm moving on. No I take that back, I am using that race as motivation to train smarter and harder (and not run like that again). I am egocentric. I have always appreciated each and every opportunity to share a running (or triathlon or basketball) experience with whomever it is, but I am a competitive junkie at heart. When I am the slowest person or the least talented person, of course I am going to kill myself to be the best. The clock and the scoreboard don't reflect my effort, they just show how close or how far I am from the better opponent. It's like Iceman says in "Top
Gun" -- "No points for second place boys."
I am my own worst critic. I have been characterized as overly analytical more times than I can count. However, I am a realist and while I will never be Kara Goucher, I still have more milestones and PRs to attain. I just gotta "watch the hardeck" and maybe, just maybe I'll be able to "buzz the tower" soon.