This months Runners Tell All link up theme is to share your favorite or proudest running moment. While I think completing a half marathon is something to be proud of, it is not my favorite running memory.
Back in 2010, when I was training for my first half, I was a total newbie. I didn’t even know what a Garmin was. I would track my distance and time by creating a route on Map My Run (or similar) and then time the run by using the stop watch feature on my regular Nike watch. Fancy, I know.
I kind of blindly followed my training plan (provided by Runner’s World Smart Coach) and I definitely wasn’t over-thinking anything because I didn’t know there was anything more to training than just running. I almost miss being that naive about the whole process. I think I enjoyed it more because I wasn’t constantly worried about distance, pace, speed, fuel, gear, etc. I just ran. It was nice.
Anyway, I was training for the Cowtown Half which always takes place the last week of February. As a result, my training took place in the cold, cold winter (I lived in north Louisiana at the time, so cold is relative). One particular weekend, weather got really bad and we had icy flurries on and off for a couple of days.
Being the wimp that I am, I had zero desire to run 8 miles in temps that cold with icy flurries/rain coming down, but I was also convinced if I did not complete every single long run I would fail miserably on race day. So I had the bright idea to run the indoor track at the college I was attending. Sounds smart, right?
Wrong. The track is 1/16 of a mile long. I had to buy a pitch counter to keep track of my laps because I usually lose count after 3 and there is no way I would have kept track of that many laps.
I ran 128 laps around this little track. I got a lot of crazy looks from the people lifting down below and the gym staff because I just kept going in circles.
It was completely crazy; I would never do it again. But, it is my favorite running memory. When I finished, I had giant blisters on my arches from the constant turning motion.
I love telling that story. It always makes me smile and shake my head a little. I love how dedicated and “run at all costs” I used to be.
So, there you have it. My favorite running memory. What’s yours?