I recently read an article that discussed runners who, well, just ran with no goals ever of doing an actual “race”. They run for fun, fitness and overall just having a good time.
My first thoughts were how
freakish interesting but then those thoughts were replaced by…. what are they aiming for ?
I mean, maybe I’m weird, but I LOVE having a few races scattered through the year. Mostly bigger ones with a couple small scattered in as well. It motivates me to have something to train for. In fact, when I found a shirt by Nike that said “Training never stops” I was all over it ’cause I feel like it’s true.
Training is…… a lifestyle.
And honestly, I’d run ALOT more but those crazy registration fees…..did I mention I still like to eat food too ?? and buy running shoes?
I need a sponsor… would anyone sponsor a sassy, outspoken, middle-aged woman who’s trying to make fitness look cool for the greying hair crowd ?? 😉
Anyway, I ended last year with a marathon, launched into this year with my sights set on the 50K March 1 (which I’ve mentioned was cancelled) I did the half marathon that day they offered, and I already had a half planned for the end of this month… Sunday actually… and then the following Saturday (28th)…. I’m doing my 50K on my own.
Not a bad racing month…. and then I’m backing down on my miles for some recovery time… which will be soooo hard…but I know is necessary.
But all that training… leads to… RACE DAY.
No matter how many times I do it, I still get those hyper butterflies and excess energy. I love the day before picking up …. my race bib…… what is it about that?? Seeing that new number excites me.
And what about being around other people who are as crazy as you are ? The energy is like none other.
And finally, I’m dressed, bib on, gear all in place, if the satellite gods align my Nike+ watch will connect right on time and then I’m… on… that….starting line.
All those training hours? early morning runs? cold, wet, hot, humid, tired whatever, it’s all come to this moment…. I stand on that line ready to be launched with a sea of other runners. All of us running together, but each one having very different goals and personal victories for that race.
I know I won’t “win” that race.
I really try not to giggle when people nicely ask me if “I’ll win my race”. I try and explain, that no matter what, when I cross that finish line, I do win. I’ve overcome a lot to get to that point. I’m not the speediest runner, I won’t break any records, I can hope to place well in my age group/gender, do better than a lot of the boys in the race 😉 and even overall… I’m good with that.
So yeah, when race day rolls around it really is the sweet icing on the cake for months of hard work and dedication to my training…..
Which leaves me pondering the runner who never toes the line…..don’t they like frosting on their cake ?
Tell me what you think as a runner… could you just run without ever goal setting for a race?