Tricia. She is a REAL runner (or least what I considered to be a REAL runner at the time). As much as I tout how much strength and power I have and how much I have learned about myself through running and I called myself a runner, I still had insecurities and doubts when I compared myself to others. There was still a tiny voice in my head that once in a while would yell at me that I was a *poser*, a *faker*, not a *real* runner. Can I ask ya'll something- WHAT THE HELL IS A REAL RUNNER?! Someone, please tell me.
Zooma 2011- me, Tricia, and ErikaTHAT is why I stopped the comparison game. Instead of feeling good about what I was doing and enjoying the journey, I was bringing myself and MY accomplishments DOWN because they just didn't seem to measure up to others' accomplishments. I am not the fastest nor the strongest, nor the ultra distance runner.
I sweat a lot.
I chug a lot of water.
Sometimes my running is awkward.
My pace hovers between 11-12 minute miles.
I wear a lot of gadgets.
I have aches and pains.
I have to do yoga in the morning before going out for a morning run.
I have to stretch.
I am on a first name basis with my sports chiropractor.
Running does not come natural to me.
I have to work at it all of the time.
Sometimes I hate running.
Most times I love it.
It took me a long time to realize that MY accomplishments are just that- MINE. Not anyone else's to take away or to compare against. Just because I don't run 7 minute miles (or even 8m/m or 9m/m - ha!), just because I have never done a marathon, just because I am a mom of three who lives in suburbia and run with every gadget known to man, just because it takes me 10 minutes of adjusting my *things/gadgets/clothes* before I can finally hit the trail, just because it takes me a good 20 minutes of running to hit my stride, and just because sometimes I can walk faster than I run, does not mean I am not a runner.
Mind you, no one has ever said to me that I am not a runner. This has all been in my head.
The mind- it can either be your best friend, pushing you to do things you've never done before or it can be your worst enemy.
I am completely off tangent. Well, anyone that knows me knows that I like to ramble and talk and laugh up a storm. Eh.
The point is that once I got over myself and truly believed that I am indeed a runner and that I had something to offer a newbie to the field, then I was ready to commit.
2 (yes, there is a 2). At one time, I had wanted to RACE Zooma, beating my time from last year. I had finally added strength training to my running mix, I felt stronger than ever, I was in a good place mentally and I knew, I JUST KNEW, that I could blow my Zooma time from 2011 out of the water.
BUT then again, the thought of sharing my love of running with someone new, meeting new running friends, and doing something NEW (being a mentor) also pulled at my heart strings. I came to the conclusion that there will always be other races to run, where I can PR, but I might not have another chance to mentor someone new to running.
I wanted to be a part of this program, the Texas Girlfriends Program.
I gave up thoughts of PR'ing at Zooma and instead, took Carmen under my wing.
This past Sunday, Carmen ran the Cap 10K. I had the opportunity to take her picture as she was running towards the finish line. Check it out- after running 6.2 miles in the heat and humidity- she is SMILING as she crosses the finish line. Beaming from ear to ear. I freaking LOVE it
Carmen is one strong woman. We have so much in common in regards to life. She has brought joy back to my running and for that, I thank her.
Now, bring on the 13.1!!!!