The Mission 10 Miler

After spending three hours reviewing Emergency medicine/nursing and 50 EKG strips, I took at quick nap from 10a to 12pm to get ready for the Mission 10 miler at 2pm.

Today was a fun day for me. I ran the Mission 10 miler. It was for a wonderful cause. All the proceeds help the homeless. The volunteers were outstanding and smiled pleasantly as I woddled by the water station. Though the 10 miler was NOT a PR for me. My best 10 miler was 1:38, I was pleased. I ran the entire way and did not have any doubt that I could do it. I need to do this run to prepared for the up hill inclines for the Frederick Half Marathon on May 6th. I finished in 1:57 (11:53min/mile). I believe that I will reach my goal for sub 2:30 half marathon time and sub 5 hour marathon time just by shaving 30 sec per mile by lifting weights and practicing the inclines more. Overall, I felt great. I could have worried that I was not going to PR, but instead of worrying about past performances, I focused on who I am today and what I can accomplish today. With 12 hour shifts, hours of studying, swim practice, etc., I believe my effort today was the best I could do with the time I have had to train and so I am content. Most importantly, I feel joy about running again! Longer race humble me and encourage me. I am amazed at the diverse abilities of all the athletes, young and old and should I ever doubt one minute during my run I just think of all the people behind me. I encourage others as I pass and welcome the kind words of those who finish before me. As I receive, I give.

Sometimes attitude adjustment is the best training tool a person can have in his or her "tool box." In this moment, I celebrate my accomplishment, my health and my quest to stayfit.

Back to the books... Graduation from Nursing School in May..Yipppee

~stayfitt

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