For soooo long I was chasing down a Boston Qualifying time. After scoring my BQ, I was wound so tight when it came to my Boston performance. I didn’t just want to run Boston last year, I wanted to push myself and race. I wanted to challenge myself and dig really deep, see what I was made of. It all worked out as planned and after a perfectly amazing PR performance in Boston I began training for NYC and a weight dropped off of my shoulders. I no longer felt like I had to prove my ability in the marathon. I finally felt like I was getting better at this monster of a distance. And what do you know, I ran even faster at NYC than Boston! I can honestly say that I have always loved running. But for a few years I was so hell-bent on getting to Boston, it almost became like a job for me. A job a loved, but still a job. Ever since crossing that finish line on Boylston Street almost a year ago, I have morphed into a completely different runner. And I am DIGGIN’ this new me. I have a training plan printed and hung up on my wall with my calendar (yes, I still use a paper wall calendar). But I no longer obsess over my training plan and I just go out and run how I feel. I basically use my plan as a rough guide, but if I feel like running more or less on any given day, I do. I listen to my body and ease up when there are any foreign aches and pains. Hello new Molly, I think I love you.
I do have a few races rapidly approaching including a marathon, but I promised myself (and my husband) that I wouldn’t obsess about races this spring, especially the marathon since I will be participating in is during our vacation. I actually think I’m going to go sans watch and just run by feel and use it as a chance to really just soak in my surroundings, the sights, the entire experience and disconnect from technology and allow myself to fully tap into my senses and what my body is feeling. This is HUGE. A declaration of epic proportions as I constantly wear a watch, and not just a running watch, I always have one of my various time pieces strapped to my left wrist. Sometimes I even sleep in a watch. I seriously feel naked without something on my left wrist. I digress…
So what I am getting at is my running has evolved to a new place, a much happier, care-free, laid-back place, and wouldn’t you know I am churning out some of the fastest training runs I have ever produced in all my years of running? And these paces feel effortless. I feel a solid balance within me. So next time I obsess about a race or a specific finish time, someone slap me, or at least redirect me back to this post so I can remember the perfect place I was in and would need to desperately return.
“Running is about finding your inner peace, and so is a life well lived.” – Dean Karnazes