today my 7 year old came out and did the 1 mile fun run that went on before the 5k, I ran along with her and it was great. she never complained and she just kept trying. I loved every minute of it. she had a kick at the end. 12.33 for a mile. I was so proud. then it was mommy's turn.
i was planning on helping some of the ladies i am coaching out, pace them, stay with them, talk to them. but since this is NOT the race they are training for, I was not held to that. There was really only one woman who expressed a YES would love the help. She is pretty fast so i said ok, and we stuck together, she was rocking it, and soon me pacing her really became me racing. she pulled ahead about half way and she locked so strong i told her to go ahead and try to catch up to then next coach who was out there on the course a few in front of us. I was so proud of her, but I was getting pissed at myself. I have been working out and running, but i have not been dedicating major time to speed work for myself. that showed. I came in about 27, just shy of 9 minute miles - last year i did 8.14 min miles. so i am curious if my mental game was not there since i really didn't know what i was doing, then to see a mentee pull ahead, or am i not in the right shape to PR in a 5k.
When I look back, i do think i had more in me, and I do think i had some major negative worry thoughts that i was not fighting off. racing is so hard, i feel like i lose my guts, and hold back. i wish i could go into with - i am strong and i am going to rock it and push myself.