These were on my car this morning when I got out the door in the early morning hours to go toe to toe with the element (because no one else showed up). I took my position in the first coral feeling confident that I would be holding a strong pace.
As usual that nervous excitement was beginning to swell inside me as the gun was raised (I start my watch) and the runners (me) took off. I knew I was starting out too fast as I quickly pulled away from the other runners (since there weren't any).
Knowing that I had run this course a thousand times before I quickly relaxed and fell into the steady pace; listening to my footfalls on the pavement, watching the sky brighten as the sun began to rise over the mountain, feeling the refeshing morning air on my face.
It was like no other race (because it was a training run) that I had ever experinced. Before I knew it I could see the finish line (the end of the driveway where I started) so I sprinted with everything I had (okay, not everything I have to drive 3 hours today with 2 kiddos).
I crossed the line greeted by the cheers of the spectators
(my daugher playing race photog, early morning birds and a few cows).
And that was my 6.2 on 1.23.
Have a great weekend everyone!