Bulldog Jog 2013

This morning I ran the Gonzaga Bulldog Jog 5K.

A 5k.  Shorter than most of my

training runs.  So why was I nervous?

Apparently, no matter how long or short the event, nervousness is unavoidable for me.

But, once the run started, I settled into my groove and didn't

do half bad! I logged my fastest pace since I started recording them 

and didn't have any knee pain.

But I didn't really enjoy it.  I was at an event full of college-age kids 

that all seemed to know each other and have a running partner or two.  

And I was all by my lonesome.

I've run races by myself in the past; in fact, most of my races I run solo.

But normally the ones I run alone my mom comes and cheers me on.

This time I went absolutely, 100% alone. 

I showed up alone.

I waited alone.

I ran alone.

And I left alone.

At the time, it kinda sucked.  I felt like a loser.

But, now I am feeling pretty proud of myself.

I showed up.

I waited.

I ran.

And I kicked butt.

AND...I got a t-shirt out of it :)