Our first REAL cold front of the season is on its way in! Next week our temps at night may dip into the 50s!!!! I’m so excited! Last night it was a brisk 71*F and it felt so nice.
I listened to my Avril Lavigne playlist during this run, which is just what you gotta do sometimes!
Complicated was my jam sophomore year of high school. If you’re around my age I bet it was one of your jams too (even if you don’t want to admit it)!
So, every year right before Thanksgiving the beach puts up their annual holiday display. On Monday night I saw it getting constructed and last night it was fully built!
The Light Up the Beach event is next Tuesday and that’s when all the holiday lights and decorations at the beach will officially turn on – including spotlights that light up the sandman family :). Last year we only had one single sandman, I’m glad to see he brought the family this year!
Last night during my run I started thinking about the highs and lows of racing. It’s been a while since I’m run a race with the intent to PR, but I haven’t forgotten the many emotions a runner goes through!
- The jittery nerves before the race starts…
- The excitement of finally crossing the start…
- The happiness of the first few miles when everything is going smoothly …
- The worry/anxiety towards the middle of a race when you wonder if something is going to go wrong …
- The anticipation as you near the finish and crank it up …
- The PRIDE as you cross the finish line and have the medal placed around your neck!
That’s pretty much the range of emotions I personally go through during a good race! Even when I have a bad race though, or I’m just running a race for fun, I still feel pride when I cross the finish line.
During a bad race I usually feel annoyed right before the end, but then like magic crossing the finish line makes me feel better. It always helps me to put the day into perspective. That’s why I’m really looking forward to the Turkey Trot next week. I’m not feeling like this is going to be a PR race, but I am excited to test myself AND get a little bit of that finish line magic before I fall into a food coma :).
Okay, so I got an email yesterday with a really lovely note and a reminder that I haven’t posted a pic of Cecil in a while. I am very sorry about this as I imagine 100% of you prefer to see pics of him instead of selfies of me. Trust me, I do too!
What a cute cat!
And on that note, I hope you have a great Wednesday. Talk again soon!
What range of emotions do you go through during a race?
Do you always feel happy when crossing the finish line?
What’s your favorite Avril song?