Skip to main content

Running with the pack

53:45 unofficial.  That was my time for the Veterans Day 10K race I ran.  53:45 unofficial.  My goal was to knock off some minutes from my 10K last year.  I knocked off about 5 minutes; I am happy about that.  Yet my time was 53:45 unofficial.

I had a very good pace starting out.  I actually changed my running style some months ago to conserve a bit of energy.  It worked.  But during the race, I stopped...three times to be exact.  Once for water, the second time I am clueless about, and the third was because I really was tired (next time, I will stay off the late night movies and donuts before race day!) 


But that was not my lesson.  My lesson was that I needed to stay in a pack, run with other people to keep a constant pace.  Why is that so important?  Well, I, The Bassman, am a very successful introvert (at least I can be).  I know how to be alone and be comfortable.  I have noticed in the last couple of years that I work best when I work with others.  That's just me.  Trying to do it on my own usually jacks me up (for lack of a better phrase).  Well, the first three miles of the race, I ran in packs.  I would join one, then move up to another, and so on.  Well, around mile four, I was strugglin'.  And, I was running...by myself.  So I tried to pick up the pace.  I even began running beside a young lady, unbeknownst to her, to keep a steady pace.  That worked for a while.  But she kept going while my pace began to sloooowwwwww.

I finished though, 53:45 unofficial.  I could have done better; I could have done worse.  But I knew this.  I ran my best when I was with someone. That was just me. 

I have matured enough to also know that my life (spirituality, work, family, etc.) works best when I have others in it, holding me accountable.  When I try to do it alone, I usually, USUALLY, jack myself up (for lack of a better phrase).  How about you?  Are there others in your life that help keep you accountable?  Or have you tried to run ahead of the pack?  Or maybe you work best by yourself-I don't know. I do believe that everybody needs somebody, whether you want to admit it or not.  To back me up, there is this really great Bible verse that I was reminded of the other day: "As iron sharpens iron, so one man sharpens another." 

53:45 unofficial.  What could it have been if I was running with someone else?  Lend me your thoughts.  I'm NOS in learning...

Comments

  1. I would have never thought that you were introverted. I guess it takes one to know one. My husband is helping me with that. Coming from a big city you learn fast to keep your guard up. My children have also helped me with this as well. Now I am beginning to fell more comfortable. Every now and again, I do like to spend a little time by myself (learned habit I guess)

    ReplyDelete
  2. I agree that we all should have others in our lives who can help guide us as well as advise us. The important thing is that you looked at the situation and was smart enough to realize what you are able to do to make yourself better the next time, a lesson we should all learn..I think your next 10k time will be 49:36 OFFICIAL TIME!!!

    ReplyDelete
  3. We all need someone to race through life with.

    ReplyDelete
  4. Truly in my private life I am an introvert. Being a social worker and active single mother, the alone time is rewarding and silent. I tend to believe that when I am alone I can hear the word of God better and have a personal conversation with him. I guess he is who I would run with. I like to challenge myself and hold myself accountable to my ever evolving standards.

    Keep up the blog it really is interesting to read. Good luck with a non-violent class, it will be rewarding for them.

    Erica

    ReplyDelete

Post a Comment

Popular posts from this blog

Parenting for Departure

It was a violently cold night.I parked about a block away in Adams Morgan and briskly walked to Bourbon, a restaurant/ bar that specializes in (you guessed it), bourbons.  I was enjoying a birthday celebration with some incredible men that I've known for years.  All of us were fathers, some of young kids and some who are clearly in their twenties.  Since I arrived there last, I had to sit next to the door. People walked in and out, neglectfully leaving the door open.  Ummm, did they not realize that it was -216 degrees?!? I digress.  We talked about different things, such as football, whiskeys, and of coarse, our kids. It was inevitable.  As I mentioned, some of these fathers were already empty-nesters.  As the conversation continued, one of the men said something that completely stuck with me.

"You have to parent for departure.", he said.  Profound.  I don't remember anything else from the night.  It was if Charlie Brown was listening to his teacher as she said, '…

Uggghhhh--Read a book?!? This time with a Solution.

It was almost this time last year I wrote about how my boys would rather go outside, or play on the Wii, or sweep instead of reading a book.  Please, don't get me wrong.  They are highly intelligent kids who do very well in school.  They just believe (as probably do many other kids) that the summer is a time to chill. 

Well, the books are back.  Due to higher grade levels, their books are becoming more complex in ideals, focusing on the author's purpose, allegories, and a whole bunch of other facets of literature that I don't need to get into now.

Each day, I've challenged my boys to read.  They have to...and they don't want to.  It can be a challenge in the house. Well, I had this challenge yet again today.  My son had to read aloud to me.  He read in the most dismal voice imaginable, inducing thoughts of wanting to consume raw red onions and chase them with garlic cloves and prune juice.

Then, brilliance came to mind.

'Dijon, why not read with him?', I th…

Do It Yourself -- Part 1 of Series, 'Parenting for Departure'

I would go to the basement to wash clothes and often smell this weird odor, like something had been burning, but could never figure out what it was.  Each time I used the washer I would smell it.  I thought it was the dryer.  Well, that wasn't it.

My son went to go wash clothes and noticed that the washer stopped working in the middle of the cycle.  I went down to see and saw the plug had COMPLETELY burned out in the socket, underneath some fabric.
Praise God it didn't spark and cause damage to the house.  So my next thought was, 'How am I going to fix this?'

I took a picture of the serial number, called Sears, put in an order for a new power cord, and waited for the arrival.  I'm not too sure why I thought I could put in a new power cord.  I've never done that before.  I figured I better figure it out; the laundromat was getting expensive.

I got some great advice from a friend at church.  He told me to make the boys help me do things around the house.  I to…