A Finish Line or Starting Line?
Last weekend I ran my first 5K race in well over a year! I ran it to celebrate six months since my spinal surgery back in February. Although my time was not my fastest, crossing that finish line felt pretty special. After all, because of what was happening in my spine, this past year my running was sporadic, to say the least. There would be a few weeks or even a month or so when I felt well enough to run. But then there were weeks and eventually months when running, no less racing, was out of the question. Thus crossing that finish line was pretty special. That finish line, however, was for me really just another starting line—another beginning. When I crossed that line, I not only had that feeling of accomplishment—i.e., “I made it!”—that I usually do, but I very quickly (at least on my way home), began to think about my next step in my training: how I might increase my pace and decrease my time, and when my next race might be. For me, crossing a finish line is never ...