After having a great cross country season last year, the projection for the 2013 season was high. I expected myself to set a new personal record on my conference race. However, that did not happen.
On Saturday, November 2, 2013, I woke up and the first thing that came to mind was the conference meet. I was super excited because this was the race I hoped to set a new PR. Knowing this was my last conference race as part of the Luther College Cross Country team, I was determine to run my guts out. The more I thought about conference, the more nervous I got. My hands were sweating, my heart started racing and I felt butterflies in my stomach. I did not taste anything I ate for breakfast. Conference was all I could think about until the gun went off.
I had planned to run with a pack of my teammates because I thought I could stay with their pace. When the gun went off, my legs were shaking a bit but I got over that within a few meters of the race. I noticed that I was breathing harder and struggling to stay with the pack. as the pace kept increasing, I dropped off and started drifting back. I knew that I can run faster but my legs were not moving as fast as I wanted them to. I felt like I was in my last gear but I knew that I was not. I had a couple to put in but I could not click to the higher gear. Before I knew, I saw the finish line and bolted as fast as I could toward it.
After the race I felt tired like never before. I was dizzy and sad because it wasn’t my best race but I was happy with the effort I put in. I learned that not everyday is a good day but there is always good parts in a day. I spent the rest of the day cheering for my teammates, celebrating their new PR’s and winning the JV cup. I might not have been able to give the best when it mattered but I believe that everything happens for a good reason and this is not the end of my legs or my running career.