Today I ran for 23 minutes. For some people that’s barely a run at all, for others its more than they would ever like to run in their lifetime. For me, it’s somewhere in between. A little over a year ago, twenty three minutes would have been a short, easy recovery run for me. But now, its huge. Its huge just to be out there and doing it. I’ve learned to appreciate individual runs way more. I’m happy to be out there running, no matter how fast or slow it may be.
But still… It’s hard. It’s hard because I remember how fast I used to be able to run. 23 minutes used to be a cakewalk, but today I was exhausted. Sigh. At least the plantar fasciitis, sinus infection, and costochondritis have finally cleared up enough for me to run again. I do get discouraged though, thinking about how far I have left to get back to the point I used to be at. There is one bright point in all this. I am now beginning what I expect will be the “glory days” of my running career. I loved high school running, but I was not made for it. I am a long distance runner; the longer, the BETTER! I’m all endurance and no pure speed, which killed me when running the mile. I have always believed that I was destined for a road racing career; 10,000 meters and up. I hope to specialize in the half marathon and marathon. I always planned on beginning my marathon career after I graduated college, but now that I am no longer running track, my “glory days” can begin now!
I have run one half marathon. It was in September 2010, I was 15 years old and I entered on a whim. It was the Virginia Beach Rock n Roll Half Marathon, a few friends of mine had run it before and said it was awesome. Well I decided to give it a shot, and it was awesome. Don’t get me wrong, it hurt like hell. But it was also the most fun I had ever had while running a race. That’s when I discovered that my body was made to run half marathons. I loved it so much more than any event I ran in high school. I was so determined to keep running more half marathons and keep improving my time. Welp, shortly after the race I began suffering from a calf strain, and my coach axed any half marathon aspirations until I graduated high school. I’ve had plantar fasciitis since my graduation, so I’ve yet to run another half. BUT that’s all about to change this November! I have committed myself to run the Richmond Half Marathon on November 16th. I am so excited to get back on the roads again, but I’m nervous. I am nervous that my 19 year old self will lose to my 15 year old self. That would really bother me. At 15 I was only a girl and when I turn 19 in September I will be a WOMAN (I guess…) And the woman in me really does not want to lose to the girl. Right now I view 15 year old self as my greatest rival, the only one standing in my way. Oh 15 year old Katie, if only you knew the effect that you would have on your future self. If only you knew how fast and powerful you truly are. If only you knew how much I want to kick your little ass. I must run faster than 1 hour, 35 minutes, and 22 seconds. I must.
But, until November 16th arrives, I think I need to just focus on building up my mileage, because I sure as hell need to be able to run longer than 23 minutes. I’ve got a long way to go if I want to beat 15 year old self. But for now, 23 minutes will do. I’m back on track.
xoxo Katie Lou
P.S. I will add a widget counting down to the half marathon. You can follow the days until the race 🙂