[Warning! This is an "old school" post where I whine a little and talk about stuff I've already talked about a dozen times, till anyone reading it is going to say "Patrick, just get over it!" But that kind of reflection (that's what it is....) is the reason I started this stupid blog in the first place.]
Gee. I'm feeling kinda fatigued. No surprise, I guess. It's been a busy day, starting at 4 a.m., when I had to get up to make my carpool.
As I was riding I was thinking about the run. The same thoughts keep coming up. I did a 1:52 today. And I did it without really pushing myself. It would be cool to finish in under 1:50, and I am pretty sure I could have done that today, in spite of the hills and the wind, but I wouldn't have been as comfortable. I know it doesn't matter. It really doesn't. But, then again, it kinda does. Here's the deal: I want to have cool fast times, but I want to do it without having to push myself so hard that I don't have as much fun running. I'm afraid those are mutually exclusive goals. One of the guys with us today ran a 1:33. That kind of time is forever out of reach. And I don't regret that. If I'd started running when I was in my teens, the way he did (he's now 28), I'd be (or at least would have been) going that fast, too. The thing is: there are some sort of "barrier" times that it's sort of cool to be under. And 1:50 is one of those times for the half marathon. If you can run in the 1:40s you're kind of "one of the fast people."
I think the end of this is going to be that as I run more, 2 things will happen: 1) I'll naturally get faster, at least for a while, so some of those faster times will just naturally happen, and 2) I'll get over being a new runner, and I'll stop thinking about times as much. I'll just run for fun and not worry about it. That's not quite where I am yet.
OK. That's going to be all for tonight. Sorry for the boring post. (not that anyone is going to read this anyway, of course......)
Later --
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