This weekend I ran in my 2nd 5K. I was a little nervous about how well I would do, since my speed doesn't seem to be progressing that much. What if I ran the race and my time was worse?
When I ran my first 5K, I had just completed the Couch to 5K program. I had only ran 3 miles 3 times in my life!
Now that it is a weekly staple of my exercise routine, shouldn't I do better?
Not so much. My only redemption is that this 5K billed itself as a "challenging 5-hill course".
My last time was 33:58, this 5K I ran in 35:19. My time has gotten worse. I'll give you that this was a tougher course. However I've been 3 miles a day (or more) 3 times a week for the past 3 months. Even with the challenging course, my time shouldn't have gotten worse.
So, I'm sure you can tell that I wasn't happy with myself. But I finished another, and I wasn't the last person in - so that's two things to be content with.
Also, my niece, nephew, and parents were waiting for me at the finish line. The princess had wanted to buy me flowers, but Gaga & Baby (her name for my parents) couldn't get a 5 year old and a 14 month old ready quickly enough to stop at the store on the way.
Instead she brought me a stuffed animal (borrowed from the toy bin at my parents house) and went around the rest of the weekend telling everyone that she wanted to run in races like Aunt Boo.
At least I did well in one person's eyes!
I'm frustrated with myself at the moment. I've got a pretty full week on my plate - two doctor's appointments, visitors coming in Thursday night and staying for the weekend, grocery shopping and cleaning before said visitors arrive.
I got on the treadmill last night and couldn't shut off my brain. I just kept thinking about all the stuff I should be doing instead of running. So after only running a mile, I stopped and headed to the grocery store.
As it was, I didn't get to slow down for the night until 9 o'clock, but I couldn't help but feel like a quitter for not pushing through and finished the run.