Four days after my first long run was a 10K that I had previously signed up for. One of the many things I love about our neighborhood are all the road races that begin literally out my front door. I run in a lot of 5K races, but have not attempted a 10K since the Peachtree Road Race in 2010.

I used to run with friends before my last onslaught of injuries. For a year or more I would join a group of moms at 6am and run in the neighborhood. I loved that time to catch up with friends and it was a great way to start the day. But since my injuries I have been afraid to run with others, I did not want to slow anyone down, and I was afraid I would try to stay at their pace and get injured again. So, when I saw a group of friends at the 10K start I moved way back so I would not be tempted. I w uncertain as to what my race pace would be and decided if I ran with others I would probably run too fast.
It was FREEZING outside; it took all that I had just to stay at the start line. The race finally started, and I kept to the side and tried to focus on keeping a steady pace. For the first race ever, I did succeed at keeping a steady pace, as I looked at the clock at each mile, I was keeping right at a 7 minute, 45 second pace. I was extremely happy to run the whole race sub – 8 miles and still feel good. I have run 10Ks faster and I have run them slower. But sub – 8 and still feel good? That is what it is all about!
Now maybe I can run with others!
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