Raced my first 70.3, saw some material gains over 2014 race times, and managed to make it to the podium in some thinly-attended events. I raced my first half-marathon and finished within an untied shoelace of my personal goal of 2 hours.
But like Oprah says, “When you know better, you do better.”
This year, I have a coach. In the past 8 weeks I have run more “logged runs” on Strava than in 2015 in aggregate and covered about half the total distance with those runs. I’m nearly 15lbs lighter, running a stronger pace at a lower heart rate, and feeling stronger in the water.
Admittedly, there have been a few nights that I would have skipped if there wasn’t someone watching over me. Not my friends on Strava or Facebook – they know I’m crazy and celebrate me skipping a workout and being human for a few hours.
It’s my coach – it’s my family – it’s me.
People believe in me this year. My loved ones want to exercise with me. My friends agreed to run some shorter distance races with me. My colleagues are coming-around to the idea of being more fit.
This is bigger than me. That’s what I needed. Having a coach and being part of a team has given that to me. The numbers don’t lie.
The road to Cedar Point is bigger than me because I’m not traveling it alone…