A fellow runner, and favorite blogger of mine, @fueledbylolz posted an interesting topic on her blog recently. In response to a blog challenge Hollie wrote about the “One Mistake She Was Glad She Made.”
From Hollie’s post: “The feeling of failure can be one of the hardest emotions to come to terms with. However, if you can learn from a mistake, it’s hard to consider the mistake a failure. We all live, and we all make mistakes.” You can read more of her post by clicking here.
After reading her post, I took a glance back at my running career and considered some of my running and racing mistakes.
(Not me, but racing a deer could be a mistake)
To Fast To Injury: When I first introduced speedwork to my weekly routine, I LOVED it. So much so that I ran a hard speedwork session every Wednesday, come rain or shine and regardless of my long runs. This overzealous focus on speed did not last long. During a long run after a hard speed day I noticed a burn deep inside my right thigh, centered and right above my knee.
Water Stop Foley’s: During the Air Force Marathon I was gunning for a sub four hour finish, it would be my second. My plan was to follow the 3:50 pacer and follow the pack to success. My plan also called for me to stop at every other aid/water stop for a quick drink and a short walk to keep my legs fresh for the push after the wall. Unknowingly the effort it took for me to catch back up with the 3:50 pacer after the water stops slowly taxed my legs to the point that I could no longer keep up.
The Pain and Agony of Manland: On one long run, I forgot all about chafing prevention…The pain in “manland” after 20+ miles was something they write songs about.
(The arrow, stuck in the middle with you)
Zing and Zagged To Defeat: During my second half-marathon I lined up in back of the pack of a very crowded starting corral. When the gun went off I panicked when the runners around me were moving slow. I worried that I would lose to much time during the opening miles. In response, I began to pick and move through the crowd by bouncing side to side as I zing and zagged my way to a better position. I felt good about my maneuvering until the mid way point of the race when my legs went flat. It was a real struggle to finish.
With every run, race or training adventure, we learn something…a mistake is an opportunity to grow. As Hollie asked:
What is one mistake you are glad you made?
Has an injury taught you something recently?