So what’s the big surprise you ask? Well, I actually broke the 12 minute mile!! ha ha… if you have followed me through this journey, you have come to understand that I have had a bit of molasses rear. Trying to kill my shuffle step and lengthen my stride has been quite a challenge.
I told you also that I have a tendency to fall off the running wagon. Well, in another effort to climb back on after the seal beach 5 sand-k, (my new name for it) I decided to go for a 3 mile run down the boardwalk and down to Rivers End and back So I got my Nike run going again and started off. Right away the Australian guy in my ear was telling me I was running an earth shattering 14 plus minute mile. I think he was smirking while he said it. Almost makes you want to throw your i-phone down and smash it.
Anyway, I Immediately had horrible thoughts of how much I dislike running, how this must really not be my thing, as well as other things similar in nature. I decided to ignore myself and try to get into a groove and at least enjoy the scenery. So as I continued running, I noticed that my electronic friend began singing a different tune… it was almost as though he was rooting for me! 14 minutes became 13 which became 12. At that point I actually felt tears begin to well up in my eyes. Now this was what I had been waiting for! I think I mentioned that I am a little (just a little) competitive and it really does not make me happy to be sooooo stinkin’ Sloooooooooooooow.
After all this time, (16 weeks of training) I don’t know why or what or anything, but something had changed, it just felt different. I only know that for the first time during this entire journey that I actually started to feel like I could become somewhat of an athlete, rather than just a lead but. I turned around and started back from River’s End and my new electronic BFF began to tell me that my average page was now 11 minutes 38 seconds. At that point I actually started to cry. Not hard, but there was a little noise involved if I’m gonna be honest. I didn’t cry for more than 1/4 of a block, but still that was a bit of a weird experience that surprised me. My raw emotion came as a bit of a shock. Number one, I just don’t do that, and number 2, I didn’t know I even cared that much, but apparently I do. Note to self. You care. you really, really care.
So again, I understand that many would read this and say OMG what a molasses rear. Well at least now my molasses is heating up just a tad, which makes it run out a bit smoother and quicker. So know this, I am coming for you. Ha ha… I just had to put that in there. I don’t even know who you are… that just seemed like a cool and very competitive thing to say. Seriously I am not looking to beat anyone except myself. As my friend Ruth says, this is a race against my own fears. I will add to that it is also a battle against my body, who would still rather soak in a hot tub, sit by the fire,or any number of other things than run. But this too will change.