I've been thinking about this a lot today, mainly because a runner friend of mine asked me what my next race was. It also made me reflect a bit on where I came from in my running.
Today I ran the Nike Human Race in prospect park, which was a 10K. This is the last race I have signed up for--I may do a turkey trot on Thanksgiving day, or I may not. In a way it's nice to think that I just have the rest of the year to run however far I want to. But, this friend asked me, "What races do you have lined up for next year?" And I just looked at him kind of dumbfounded and replied that I had no idea! The notion of planning races that far ahead is kind of a new notion to me--something that really only has to be done with half marathons and marathons. I don't think 2011 will hold a marathon in store for me. I'm not sure mentally I am ready to handle it. I think right now my best goal would be to run 9 NYRR races and volunteer one race--giving me an automatic spot into the 2011 NYC Marathon. I will be 26 in Nov. 2012. For some reason that is terrifying. I know I want to work on speed this winter, and for me the treadmill is the perfect way to do so.
Do I want to do any Tri's next year? Will I even have time to do any other races if I'm doing 9 + 1? Will I have the energy is really the question! I don't want to drive myself crazy though, which is pretty easy to do. If I don't run the 9--for whatever reason, oh well.
I can't believe this year is almost over. Even more amazing is that February 21st was my very first race, a simple 5k, and this year I've run two half marathons. It's still hard for me to comprehend.
Saturday, October 24, 2009
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