The hazards of cross country training...
She pulled me through. With about 1/2 a mile left I felt tired. I wanted to kick when I didn't have it in me to kick. The girls I was drafting kicked and I wanted to stay close. I asked myself where my heart was and I picked my knees up just a little bit higher.
I ran my best 5k yet (post college). That 9 minute mile pace was actually 7.5 min mile pace. I wanted to stay at 7:45 or 8. Crossing that line and seeing 23 minutes on my phone was such an awesome feeling.
I'm not going to say never doubt yourself. Doubt yourself and use it as fuel to prove yourself wrong. Allow yourself to go to levels you never thought you'd go.
At the end I felt an overwhelming sense of loneliness. I'm not sure why. All day I felt alone even when I got back to the house and I was surrounded by little bodies. I was exhausted. I pushed myself to the training I had put in and it wiped me out. I was waiting for that runner's high and the overwhelming sense of accomplishment, but Saturday I didn't feel it. It most likely has to do with being so up and down and I'm. Still. Completely. Sick. Of. That. Feeling!
I'm still excited for the next one and I am proud of pushing myself to new levels.
Susan, when you are feeling alone and want to give up, I hope you know that there are so many people out there thinking about you and praying for your strength. We are squeezing your hand along the way.