I was fighting a side cramp for the first 2 miles and breathing deeply felt almost impossible with that warm air and no breeze. BUT, somehow around mile 2.5 I found a groove and the rest of the race felt great. I didn't push to hard and I am SO thankful for my awesome running partner who kept me grounded.
We went into this race knowing the conditions were different than last month, and we had no expectations of beating last months time. I sprinted to the finish line for a 1:02:15 finish, almost 3 minute slower than last month.
I have no idea how fast I was running here but I felt invincible! I love that both feet are off the ground to channeling my inner gazelle.
If you would have told me my second race was going to be slower two months ago I would have said how disappointed that would make me. But you know what, I wasn't disappointed at all. Sometimes it isn't about a time, it's about finishing. Pushing yourself to do something outside of what makes you comfortable. If running 6.2 miles at 9:00 at night in the dark through the woods when it's 90 degrees doesn't make you a little uncomfortable, what does.
So I will take my time and hope that maybe next month I get my 58: something.
And if not, that is okay to. The best part of these races are moments like these.
Doing something I never imagined I could do even just one year ago with some AMAZING ladies that I get to call friends.
How was your weekend?