Elena asked: What was your best race and why?
It was my first 10k for the season in 2008. I believed I was capable of holding a particular pace. My plan was to run the first 4 miles, then if I felt like I had anything left to pick it up until the finish. In the first half mile of the race we ran thru a parking garage which threw my Garmin off. I did not know it at the time. So the pace I was actually running was faster than the pace my Garmin told me I was. I executed my plan perfectly.
When I saw the finish clock, I truly believed there’d somehow been a mistake because no way did I ever think I could run a 48:XX 10k. I won my age group but that’s not the important part. This race made me realize I’d been limiting myself to what I ‘thought’ I could do and my goal setting was too conservative. In running and in life.
When did you decide you were a runner?
I fancied myself a runner when we did the 600 yd. dash in first grade and I beat the entire gym class. I repeated this every year throughout elementary school. In the wee, dark hours, I’d help my bro do his paper route and run it as fast as I could, pretending I was a track star in order to go back to bed before school. Except for 6th grade, I’ve never been on a school track team, but I’ve had it in my head that I was a runner for quite awhile now.
Dash asked: When you run, are you a greeter, ie, do you wave at an approaching runner or do you look away?
Yes, I’m a total greeter. To other runners, bikers, walkers, everyone.
If you are a greeter, does it bug you when the other person looks the other way and doesn’t acknowledge you?
