Well.. this was definitely an interesting experience. I wasn't exactly thrilled to be doing this race in the first place (All right, I was a LITTLE excited..) and I didn't really know what to expect. The lady at packet pick up yesterday said that we should take the first part really conservatively, or we'd feel trashed when we got to the uphill. I listened to her.. a little too well. I kept up with Kaylee and Stoner til about mile 6. Then I started to fall off, thinking our pace was a little too fast. It took them a long while to even realize I wasn't with them anymore. When Mia joined up with me, I decided to try and catch up, because physically, I was feeling fine. But mentally and emotionally, I was spent. So I just tried to hold on and make up some ground. By mile 10, I was starting to hurt physically too. My calves were tightening up and my hips felt all weird. So by then, the only thing I was trying to do was finish the dang thing. My finish was actually pretty good, considering. After the race, everything just kind of sunk in and I felt so stupid for letting Kaylee and Stoner get so far ahead. I got a medal for being second in my age group, but I didn't want to wear it, because if there had been anyone my age close to my level, they'd have beat me. But after several talks from my parents and Coach, I decided it wasn't that bad of a race, for having been the farthest I've ever run. So I guess I'm not really unhappy with my race anymore.. (I do wish I hadn't shown how mad I was after the race, because now my dad won't stop showing me articles and videos and books about how to control your mind and all this junk.. it's driving me crazy!) | 