Sunday is the big day and it’s time to lay out my race goals for the B.A.A. 10K. I registered months ago, nervous the event would sell out before I entered my information and I would lose my chance at another state in my Run 50 States challenge. Luck was with me and I snagged my spot minutes after the race opened. Now, it’s sold out, and I’m about to claim Massachusetts as my seventh state.
My race goals are fairly straightforward.
Don’t be intimidated.
This is a new-to-me race in a new city with new people. I don’t know the vibe, the rules or the area. I’m running alone and I have no idea what to expect from the city, the spectators or the organization. Normally, this would throw me into a tailspin of anxiety, but my goal is to hold my head high, take a deep breath and run my race. I’ve reviewed all the pertinent race information. Mr PugRunner and little man will be joining me. I have nothing to worry about.
Pay attention to my body.
Nothing is actually wrong, but my jangly hip has been doing what it does best: jangle. I am blaming flights, long car rides and chilly weather. Six point two miles is an easy run for me, but I am untested in the north. Things are different: the air, the pavement, the grade and incline of the streets. I’m hoping the cooler, less humid conditions will allow for an easier run, so I can focus more on the hills and the route but time will tell. My race goals say take it a step at a time and do what feels right.
Trust my training.
I know and love this distance. 10Ks are my favorites and I feel good stretching myself for the 6.2 miles. There is no reason to let my brain get the best of me and cause doubt. I’ve got everything in hand, including my bib and my shoes, and it’s supposed to be a beautiful day. My job is just to run.
As always, fun is the name of the game. Guys, I’ll be running in Boston and earning an actual unicorn medal. This is a fairly big deal: it’s not the Boston Marathon, but that’s not a race that makes my bucket list. It’s going to be fairly epic, if not emotional, to cross that iconic finish line and I cannot wait.
Do you ever get nervous when a race is unfamiliar to you?
Are you a fan of traveling to race or sticking closer to home?