To say that I have been training diligently for these two races would be a fib. Doubt and negative self-confidence have plagued me since November 2011. I’ve “trained” but not as enthusiastically as last year. I couldn’t seem to shake “this feeling” that has no name. And although I improved my half marathon time by 15 minutes, I still fell short (by 25 minutes) of finishing in my 2 hour and 30 minute goal that I had set last summer.
But it’s crazy--I’m not sad or disappointed about falling short because at least I improved. Matter of fact I’m pretty proud of myself. I didn’t give up. I kept reaching (monitoring my watch to see when I might finish) and even when I realized that “it isn’t gonna happen” I still kept pushing.
My mantra for this half marathon turned out to be “JUST HAVE FUN” (instead of "keep the faith"). And I did…I had fun. I chatted with folks, made goofy faces at the camera man, and when I would "falter"; remind myself to just have fun. Such a simple statement but yet so enriching. I often forget to have fun (yes I said forget); I'm often so worried about others. Which is why I love half marathons. It's all about ME. that time on the course is mine and no one else's.