Runners Corner: I Confess, I Obsess Over My Pace
I confess, I obsess over my pace. And not just a little bit. We’re talking about an all-consuming, sometimes it gets in my own way, obsession with the speed at which I’m running.
I’m not going fast enough. I’m going too fast. How will I ever PR in my next half?
And the list goes on and on.
Then, this past spring, the unthinkable happened. My Garmin broke. It slipped right out of my hands and the screen shattered. Queue utter devastation. Worse yet, this was in the midst of “silly season” (i.e. really busy with work) and I couldn’t find time to swing by FedEx and drop off my broken companion to be sent for repair.
Despite the loss, I kept running.
Initially, I was petrified that I was totally ruining any progress I had made over the past few years. But as the weeks went on, I started to let go and began to focus more on my love of running than the pace of the run. It was liberating and really fun. And as race days approached, I worried less about how fast I would run and more about having fun and running hard.
A few weeks ago my repaired Garmin was returned to me, better than ever. I’m definitely thankful but now, if for some reason it doesn’t make it in my gym bag for an after-work run, I won’t fret.
Instead, I’ll just appreciate the outdoors and the feel of the pavement under my feet.
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