Sometimes I try to figure out what it is that keeps me coming back to doing workouts now over the last couple of years.
On Monday, I ran that 4-mile race at tempo pace mostly, some walk breaks, I didn't race it -- except for the end. Near the end there was another runner in front of me and I thought back to all those sprints I've been doing to finish off my runs. I made up my mind to try to catch him -- whether or not I caught him didn't matter too much, but it was to make the attempt, to put in the effort, to run as hard as I could and focus every bit of me into that.
It seems someone was taking photos as the runners were coming in and she managed to get a cool shot of me. It's just about the coolest photo of me I've ever seen.
