There are some fast turkeys in Redding. I signed up for the 6 Mile Turkey Trot in my hometown thinking I might be able to hang with some of the frontrunners-- I mean, hey, I didn't do too shabby in my last race (the Silverstrand 5K). I got 3rd in my age group afterall. So, I figured a small town turkey trot? Sure. Nothin' to it. I can probably place in the top 20. That t-shirt is as good as mine.Learned a new lesson about myself and running: Never stop being insecure. Odd little lesson, but hear me out. It's the same lesson you probably learned in high school: There's always going to be someone (or 40-something people) better than you--no matter how good you think you are or are getting. For example, a friend of mine from high school passed me during the race. She was someone who I figured (with all the training I've been doing lately) I would beat (easily), yet she beat me by about 3 minutes. Blerg. Pride took a tumble.
The other lesson I learned--or actually was reminded of by my husband after I sulked for a couple days--was: Run your own race. It only causes more stress and pressure to compare yourself to others, so don't. Compare yourself to yourself and you'll never lose. Easier said than done that's for damn sure, but I need this reminder. I've started noticing that as I try to get faster I'm getting more competitive. Seven years ago I chose running as a hobby because I wanted to do something that was solitary, noncompetitive and a stress relief, but lately I've been putting to much pressure on myself to get fast and not focusing on why I chose it in the first place.
Well that pressure is no more. My new goal for the month is to log as many miles as I can in preparation for Marathon Training Kick-Off Day (which will be sometime in the middle of December, I think) and to do those miles at whatever pace feels good-- not at pace that is "fast enough."

