For the win!

I won my first official MRTC 5K yesterday. 8/6/10
I didn’t expect it, it was quite an adventure! First I didn’t think I’d do this race I’ve got running events the entire weekend! I’ve also got to run a 5 miler that will determine my placement in the Road Race Series I currently hold 3rd. in 25-29, but my good friend Adrian told me he was doing it and I saw it was at 7:00 pm and by my house… I couldn’t resist a chance to earn a metal for Aug.
I ate wrong today a healthy choice panini, ok, but also had coffee & habenero Dorito chips; I started out with a sore stomach and ended w/ one too.
The race started by the usual Layne Purser “Helllooooo runnnerrrssss! “We’ll do this on a two count start; and [air horn siren]” That was it! I got pushed, due to my not realizing how quick this was going down! I sprinted out with the others; everyone fell off as I had hoped except me and one other guy. After the first 1/2 mile he stayed about 100 meters in front of me. (1/4 of a lap) I fought hard to gain on him all the way to the end of the first mile, but made no progress in closing the gap. I wanted to but didn’t dare look at my watch, as I don’t anymore during races for it is a sure sign slacking. (If I have time to admire my watch, instead I should speed up is my thought; I can check it at the end of the race.)
So we get past the first mile and we head down the “down & back” section of the race course. This guy in front of me looks tired, (head hanging in front of him, with more side to side motion in his stride, as opposed to a ready runner that looks like he is riding his legs) I’ve made a little progress at closing the gap. Then I saw him look back at me to see who was behind him. That pissed me off! He’s either looking back to find out what he needs to do to finish me off as competition or how much he can reduce his stride & relax w/out losing, and he looks tired so he wants to know if he has enough room to slow down and still coast in to first. “That m….. ……” is what I said aloud when I saw him look back, no audience present. But what helped even more was all the ppl yelling “go Bobby” audience members, voices I didn’t recognize, other runners & friends and associates I train with. But the competition in front of me had no such fan base. After we got back from the down & back I started gaining substantially I closed the gap before we got to the return hill a 1/4 mile after mile 2. I knew he was done, because when approaching, I knew he could hear me coming and he moved to the right as though to let me pass. I did & then fought for the lead for a minute or two & then he fell back further…. I assume, because I never looked back, but I could not hear his feet nor see his shadow (at 7pm they were about 15′ long too) but I ran scared the whole way in. Assuming he had let me pass just to sit on my shoulder and collect himself to steal away the win at the end. I heard my bib ruffle in the wind and sped up assuming it was him or someone else stealing away my lead, I assumed every noise I couldn’t identify were his footsteps and sped up every time. I heard the crowd cheer for me & listened to see how far away the competition was… there was no pause between cheers, but no one told someone behind me to “catch him”. But I still ran scared! I heard a car go by and loudly change shift and even jumped! The corner came which I knew to be the difference between 3.0 and the 3.1 and I turned my legs over as fast as I could, expecting a battle for the finish that never came! I came in first & was told by several how fitting it was for the red head to win the “Pale is the New Tan 5K.” Pretty great way to start the weekend! Free beer at the post race too! I told second place “good run” and thanked him for pulling me in, as I don’t think I could have done it alone, I hope that didn’t piss him off.

Physical element only gets you so far. Can you win the mental battle?

Sunday again… but it’s different now. No Sunday blues just anticipation of the morning routine the biggest challenge, the mental battle w/ the snooze button & I’m up to late again.

My little brother taught me something today. Right before we begin to perspire a weird itchiness comes into play through every pour that is about to sweat. During speed training last Tuesday I experienced this heavily couldn’t figure it out! I thought it was a reaction to the pollen or some poision ivy acting up; poor assumptions. The sweat itch makes a heck of a lot of sense though! The sweat poor starts to warm up the same area where the nerve and hair follicle is located. Dan said that dehydration exasperated this, wouldn’t doubt it.

While grilling up some dinner and appreciating the spring weather my mind wandered to the soccer game that was coming up. I’ve never been a follower of any sports I root for whatever team is home but don’t really commit to the game. I’ve realized that my lack of enthusiasm for these games is reflected in my performance. Aggression is learned through committing your heart to these games. Example when Memphis lost the final four, I don’t even like writing about it, because of the reaction it gets to those who watched it & were committed! An angry response, a lecture about where the error was, a total change in the mood of conversation that may not be reversed, for example if you where to swear in front of your mother… it’s interesting.

I think this is where that winning aggression comes from… the opponent you face and your success or failure determines weather you enjoy the rest of your night. If you fail or hesitate your entire night is ruined, and if “it’s worth fighting for it’s worth fighting dirty for.” “If you ain’t cheating you ain’t trying.”Love those quotes the epitome of learned aggression. You gotta push as far & hard as you can/allowed. If I were to base the outcome of every game on the emotional attitude of my friends and family it would mean a lot more than just winning.

Meh… I just like running. But I’ll work on it. Speaking of just running I realized today that running could be considered the reward of many sports! Best example; baseball good hit you get to run, second soccer…. good game everyone runs! Basketball is a similar answer the best games will have everyone running. Which brings me to this end thought; running isn’t the means to get to the end reward; it is the end reward.

Better than a book… an audio book.
I’ve listened to, enjoyed and am done with the “Born to Run” book by Christopher McDougall. The above link is where I bought the Audio Book on for $26.00 not including shipping.
It’s about ~$10.00 more than the book but you can listen to it while you make your morning and evening commute which is nice!

I hope your week has started well!
Bobby Gallagher