First week of marathon training completed. 35.21 miles. While I’ve run this mileage in a typical week before, it feels different now since I’m focused on a specific goal.
On Sunday, I ran my second race of 2013. It was a 10K, which is 6.2 miles. As always, I had lots of fun.
I think all of us should have a passion—something we always make time in our lives for, and something we realize we can’t live without. Every time I get dressed into my running clothes and step foot outside the door, I realize more and more strongly how much running is my passion.
Even though I had never run a 10K before, Sunday’s race was similar in many ways to all other road races I’ve been in. Runners arrive at the race, register, and pick up their race numbers. About 30 minutes prior to the start, many of them begin warming up by jogging around the race area. Gradually, more and more runners join them. A few minutes before the race begins, everyone lines up by the starting line. There’s a huge crowd as runners find the spot they’d like to stand in to begin. A race organizer takes a microphone and makes some announcements. Then, the shrill sound of a whistle is heard and everyone takes off.
In the scheme of things, it really doesn’t matter if you win the race, nor if you place in your age group, nor even if you get a PR (personal record). What does matter is when that whistle blows, you’re right there, doing the thing you’re passionate about.