I registered for a race! It'll be the first one since October of last year. I've signed up to do the Atlanta Women's 5K in Atlanta (duh) on March 23rd. I have not done this particular 5K before, but the 2 other "Atlanta" races that I completed (The Peachtree Road Race and The Run Like Hell 5K) have had a common denominator. HILLS. All I know about this course is that it is in the Candler Park area and even looking at a map of the course doesn't enlighten me because I'm just not familiar with the area. But, I'm registered and committed so hopefully I can take this opportunity to get back into the swing of things.
I should probably qualify the term "race" as it applies to me personally. I don't really "race"against other runners. I mean, you always find that one person that keeps about the same pace as you do and in your mind you're all "I'm not going to let them beat me". And of course no chubby 40-ish woman wants to be beaten by an elementary school kid, but that isn't what drives me. I "race" against myself. My desire to have a better finishing time than the last race, my insecurities that I have no business being out there with the "fast" runners, my fear that I won't be able to finish. It's been a disastrous last few months as far as being active, and I've gained back a good bit of weight. It seems that I've tossed all accountability out the window. Used the aches and pains that I was having in my hip and toe as an excuse to just quit. But it all started with a 5K the first time around, so that seemed like a good place to start to get back to where I was. So, I've thrown down the gauntlet and registered for a race. Nothing would please me more than to to get back into a love/hate relationship with consistent running. And maybe, just maybe... do another half marathon in the fall.
|To this! Time to start again!|