When Pride Rears Its Ugly Head

This past weekend was NOT what I had in mind. I was supposed to run a 10K on Saturday. I won’t go into details, but you can read more about it here (It’s Your Run – Make It Your Own).

Instead, my family took a couple of day trips. I’d never been to Philadelphia or Washington, DC. And it was my husband’s idea for us to take a family day and check out the cities. We went to Philly on Saturday, and D.C. on Sunday.

We spent hours walking around both cities. It was a very enjoyable trip although we were very worn out at the end of both days. Yep, he passed out on the floor as I was getting his things to give him a bath.

But around the bend is a 5k - it's the one that I placed last year (for the first time ever) in an overall category. (My First Time Placing In An Overall Category) It was my PR race - my only race last year that was a 'success'

And for the last couple of days I've struggled
with the thoughts of running this race. I'm still dealing with the hamstring, but the real problem is my pride. I've considered not running the race because of my pride. Can I swallow my pride and watch others whiz past me? Can I face the reality that my clock time will be much slower? Am I strong enough to swallow my pride? Just not running would be so much easier.

But after a 3 mile run/hike on the Appalachian trail - I had my answer.

I wouldn't want my son to quit just because it was easier. I wouldn't want him to take the easy way out. I (along with my husband) am his example.

Unless my hamstring is much worse, I'm swallowing my pride and planning on doing the 5K.

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