It started as an ordinary dinner party -at our house with friends. The meal was high carbed pasta with hubby's homemade pasta sauces, veggie or beef; accompanied by salad and garlic bread. This was the Blue Nose Marathon pre-race dinner. Two of us were really animated...so much energy we wanted the race to start right away.
When the guests left, much of the night was spent lying in bed with adrenaline pumping. Is it possible to use up all of one's carbs through a night of fitful rest, where the body is just thumping with excitement?
And then came the race.
There is nothing like starting a race with the goals of: smiling all the way, being mindful of staying in the moment, and keeping at bay the niggling want to make a personal best and stuffing down the doubts.
The goals were accomplished!!! This in itself made the Blue Nose Half Marathon a personal best.
Running is a gift of grace: to be in one's own space, head high, smile on, relaxed in posture, only seeing road ahead; when there is no jostling by other competitors; when nothing hurts and fatigue seems impossible; when the course is covered in a light fog and cool temperatures; when the kilometers zoom by and the 1:50 pace bunny is behind most of the way; and the race is run exactly as it has been run in one's head a million times.....grace upon grace.
This all makes for a personal best despite the time outcome at the end. ...this is owning the race.
It was a day of personal bests.
The final grace: a half marathon PB 1:51:27!
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