Missed a race

Yesterday, there was a 5 miler running close to me. I knew a few people running in it, and had contemplated running, but just never made it there. I guess I thought about the effort it would take to get to the start, parking, registering, racing in a crowd, hanging around after, and then getting out of there and home at the end of the night. I just felt like it was more effort than the enjoyment I would get out of it, so I drove straight home, put on my sneakers and went for a run on my own.

Sometimes I think I run to compete, but yesterday, I just wanted to run to be alone. It's relaxing, hearing nothing by my own breathing, rhythmic, and in tune with the beat of my feet striking the ground.

I'll save my race for another day.