We each have our own journeys. I have always known this. But knowing and realizing strike me as different things. We have these people who support us, and encourage us, and run with us, and challenge us. On occasion (okay, maybe more than one occasion) you might compare your paces or mileage or splits to other runners. Despite the shared experience of running, we each bring a very different take to the start line. Talent, perspective, workout philosophy, social media presence, work ethic, knowledge, motivation, the list goes on and on. Too often I have compared my own path to the ones that others are on.
My life has taken me away from this project the last four months. Dad life, teaching, coaching track, and training have soaked up the time I have had available for one of the few creative outlets that I have allowed myself. That being said, I know I am getting what I can out of my life in virtually all aspects. The challenge of getting ready for races and balancing the other WAY more important parts of my world has at times been frustrating. I want to race well. While I measure my performances against my past self, and even others, the less important that becomes to me. Though at times I think I just tell myself this to make me feel better about a poor race. But the process of preparing for a race, at least this time around, has been surprisingly constructive in how I view running.