But I needed a place to start, today.
I ran the Charlottesville 10 Miler this past weekend, the 6th time I've done this race. I was excited to run this year with a friend from church, but... we didn't have a good plan in place on the morning of the race for meeting up, and we could not find each other. Though I had been looking forward to having a partner to run with again, I did not mind in the least the challenge of running, solo. I knew I could do it.
My goal each year is the same: beat my time from last year. Given the obstacles I've faced this training season, including lots of snow, ice, and frigid temperatures, I wasn't confident I could beat my 1:23:49 time from 2014.
I killed it. I ran this year's race in 1:19:44, shaving 4 minutes off my time, running sub-8's the entire way, and placing 13th in my age range, and 328th (out of 1,715) overall.
Perhaps best of all, just when I was feeling a little bit like I was dragging in mile 9, I spotted my buddy Tony up ahead and was able to catch up to him. We finished the race together, and he gave me the encouragement I needed at the very end to finish so strong.
Here's to personal bests.