I am back in training mode as I have a hilly fun run coming up late in March. I need to build a little bit of distance again and also wanted to run faster. However, I have had a huge realisation the last couple of days.
I don’t really care about pace.
Ah, let me rephrase that. I don’t seem to care about pace “at the moment”. I just want to enjoy my running. I want to feel fit, strong and free.
Nagging at the back of my mind is the thought that I need to start pushing if I want to do a decent time at the fun run, if I want a PB. But part of me really isn’t hung up on that sort of thing. Just the other day a friend asked me how long it had taken me to run the Melbourne Marathon last October. I realised that it just wasn’t that important to me as compared to actually having RUN a marathon and feeling so good afterwards.
Huh, I think that marathon really messed me up, or made me a better runner. Either way I am in such a different head space than I was in December.
I want to enjoy my running.
I want to be fit and full of energy.