I am a girl who loves mountains, changing seasons, running, true backpacking, strong coffee, and knitting with high quality yarn.
When something bad happens, you have three choices: let it define you, let it destroy you, or let it strengthen you.
The purpose of life is to discover and develop your gift. The meaning of life comes from sharing your gift with others. - David Viscott
Monday, February 12, 2007
Good runs and insecurities.
Saturday Gail and I planned to take on a 25M on a hilly part of Forrest Park (first half of it), but we changed it to a "flat" alternative of a second half of Wildwood. And we could do 2 out-and-backs for a decision on the fly of where to drop off. We arrived to Germantown Rd (mile 24.5 on WW) at 7am – and who else but Sarah came right next after! We had identical plans, but Gail and I departed a few minutes earlier. As always, there was a lot of talking and news/opinion exchanges. WW ends at mile 30.1 (or 30.2, nobody can say for sure), and we turned around and headed back. So far it felt great, we were conserving energy and enjoying the companionship. Sarah and her friend showed up quickly after the turn and we waved at each other.
Back to Germantown, drop empty bottles, get a fresh one and a water pack – and on. At this point, it just suddenly clicked. It felt effortless. For the first time this year, the long run felt exactly the way it should, well-oiled, no push, no struggle, no negative thoughts…Gail turned back to make it 20M total, and I had another 2.5M to my turning point. Although I completely agree that jumping from 18 to 25 is too much and not wise, I am sad for a minute, then think of my i-Pod left at home - and then fall into a wonderful Zen zone. Not even a half a mile later who do I see but Tom! He is on his own mission of 25, but the opposite direction He joins me and we go on, catching up on things and running nice easy pace. I didn't even realize when I came to 17.5M mark for me to head back, how a good company keeps you.
We parted our ways, and I had 7M left. Soon after I look at my watch – and see I am really going faster than 2 weeks-ago-25. Wow, how come? At first I sped up for a minute, but then relaxed – why do I need to push it on a training run, when the sun is out, the day is warm, the trees are wonderful, and the trail is practically empty? What would 15 extra minutes do for me? Don't take me wrong, it's not that I don't want to go home, but I love my "me" time too, and I have it, I am not expected to be home, and I am going to use it, damn it! So I slowed down and inhaled fully. Nice…2 and half miles to the end my calf cramped, weird, haven't happen in a very long time, so I walked…and walked more even as the spasm left…and walked more. I just didn't feel like leaving this quite yet…
An hour after a shower and a meal I took Stephen to his boxing club for a farewell party of a main coach Bill. It is unbelievable, all he did as a volunteer for 30 years, running a club out of his pocket, teaching kids not only boxing ABC's but self-respect, teamwork, respect for others and hard work in life. It was a very touching event.
Sunday rolled with some rain, when I drove with Alex and Stephen to volunteer at Hagg lake to clear trails for a race happening there in 2 weeks. Photos curtesy of The Beast. Ronda and Stacey, co-RDs, Bushwhacker (who can’t believe I am capable of using so many words in one sitting - I missed you, darling, thanks for reading!), Caroline (a gal who we ran together here for 2 years in a raw, and a wonderful person), and a few others were there. We split in two groups and went on our assignments. Stephen and Alex (Ronda's son) picked up trash (we got a few bags full, but not as much as I heard last year was), 2 guys dug water drainages, Mike, Caroline, Alex and I worked on berry brushes, and Stacey raked the trail. Grooming! Our group had the last 4.5M of the loop, the "mudfest". To those who are racing here this year – it is not bad. We were tired afterwards – time on your feet is crucial, and we all joked how many miles we can put on our running logs for these 4.5M in 4 hrs? Remember, walking is training for an ultra, we do walk there, and often quite slowly! I did sneak in a short run later in a day, but mostly I wanted to sleep…
p.s. don't judge me. we all be at the higher justice court one day, and we never know how soon.