Plenty of time to ponder.
Now sometimes, this pondering can take the form of 'what shall I scoff when I cross the finish line' to 'am I about to die' to pure telling off... 'engage core muscles! Stop whinging! Yes I know it is a blister! Why did you forget your jelly babies?! Shall I get a taxi?'
But then also sometimes you come across ideas and thoughts that are quite simply enlightening. Uplifting! They go on to inform your days and weeks... life, afterwards. Leaving you satisfied, glad that you ran that day.
This is what I learnt this time round...
No.1 never ever run up a huge hill...fools!
No.2 always, always race down it, like a child! When you feel your legs aren't your own anymore, they're going so fast, in that moment you are truly free!
No.3 time lost versus energy expenditure and all round good fun...totally worth it!
No.4 sprint finishes are worth the look of irritation on the faces of folk who ran a better race than you...heehee!
I am still smiling about this seemingly simple set of revelations!
It is such a life lesson. Life sometimes plonks a hill right in our path. At the bottom, your soul groans. 'It's insurmountable' you anxiously tell your self, you weaken, your resolve plummets. You watch everyone involved struggling, rasping breaths. Then you realise its manageable one strong step at a time. One foot in front of the other. Slowly, slowly. It requires patience.
The top! You made it! You did it! And now what a sight.....long winding path down, down, down.
Now gather your courage and race down. Not leaning back, taking stiff, muscle bound, knee juddering, joint shaking plods...oh no! Lean forward, believe you can fly! I have not felt this way since being small, legs whirring, no resistance.
It seems to me, that sometimes, you have to let that control go, the brute force approach is not applicable, perfection pointless, following the crowd is not sensible. The path of least resistance, IS!
We all too often feel we have to be struggling, grinning and bearing with something, pushing on with stiff upper lip, to be on a path to success. Well I say no to that. Walk your own uphills, fly your downslope. Win your race your way!