On New Years Day I met a group of them for a run. We were supposed to run a 5K. My friend, who is just a little more advanced than me was supposed to come, but at the last minute couldn't. So that left me...and 3 very fast runners.
I told them to go ahead of me. I was going to try to run the whole thing, but wasn't sure I'd be able to. I had brought my iPod and would be very happy to just listen to it as I pushed myself along. They ignored me and stopped when I stopped. Which was very often. It was a
I thought it would be helpful to run with a group, to help distract my mind, but I found that it was very difficult to run with a bunch of people...distracting in a way I wasn't anticipating. Running is such a mental thing for me. When I run I have to focus on a benchmark, be it the next stop sign, bush, shadow, or whatever and talk myself into getting there and then I pick another and keep on going. But with the group around me I lost that focus, and also found myself trying to keep up with them. Not out of pride or anything, I would just suddenly realize that I was going faster than I was used to and so I tired out faster. It scared me in some ways, wondering if I can really get to the point they are and be able to sustain myself long enough to finish the relay.
But everyone started at the beginning at some point, right?
I have a ways to go.
But I am a runner, and I will persevere.