was yesterday. I didn’t want to go. It’s been that kind of week. But, of course I went :)
I thought I was pacing myself the first mile, although I did notice I was having some difficulty breathing. I chalked that up to the week’s stress and not getting enough sleep. But when I arrived at the first mile marker and looked at my watch, it said 7:10. To my knowledge, the fastest mile I’ve clocked previously was 8:20. I assumed my watch wasn’t working. There were so many fast people around me; maybe I was going faster than normal, but there’s no way I could have gone that fast!
I was wrong. When I hit mile 2, my time for that mile was more typical, in the 9:30ish range. It was getting harder and harder. I realized that I really had broken my all-time record in that first mile and I was paying for it now. That last 1.1 mile was very hard. I had intended to pace myself and make my last mile the fastest, but instead, my last mile was about maintaining a reasonable speed and not dying.
I didn’t die. I crossed the finish line in 26:19 and I was thrilled. My previous PR was 27:56. My goal had been 27:00. How amazing. Each race I’ve had a goal, and each time I have met it even though I didn’t believe I would. This is a common theme in my life. Most times I have set a goal, I have met it. Even though I didn’t believe I could. I need to take this in instead of simply moving on to the next thing. My pattern is to not believe in myself and then ignore the data when I succeed at something.
So let’s recap. 2 PRs yesterday:
-1 mile, 7:10 (actually 7:03 based on chip timing);
Next time, I will have to find a way to gage my pace before I hit the mile mark. Despite this, I was very happy with my results and the rest of my day was great! By far the best day I’ve had all week! I couldn’t have enjoyed my post-race 3 hour nap more.