Yesterday I ran the Reading Half Marathon for the second year in a row. My time was not great. I came in at 2:03:47. Last year I came in at 1 hour 54 mins.
My problem was that I started at a really good paceâtoo good. I couldnât keep it up. I was fine up until the seventh mile when I the little voice that was urging me to walk for the previous two miles finally won over. I stopped and walked for a few minutes. Every time I started up after that it was difficult. Itâs funny how much psychology is involved in running these distances. If I had better music on my mp3âsomething that let me think about other things than runningâI may have done a lot better.
Last year, I trained a lot more. Iâve been running regularly, but usually doing only 3 or 4 miles three times a week.
Itâs funny being the walker. The guy who just gives in. Some people patted me on the back and they ran past. The people cheering at the side of the road were saying âcome on, you can do it.â I even started to fake a limp just so they would think I was running through an injury. When I started running again, my legs felt awful and stiff. My feet pounded the pavement even harder than they had just a few minutes earlierâlike the cushion had disappeared from my running shoes. I had the same problem when I ran the Honolulu marathon back when I was 22. Never stop running!
Still, Iâm happy with my time. I didnât walk that much. 2:03 is not bad.