I won’t lie. I learned to be a competitor. It happened last year just before I started training for my first half marathon. I had started entering 5Ks after becoming a more avid runner. I was becomig faster and starting placing in my age division. The competition was motivating me.
I was shaving seconds off my mile. Over time, I began to believe I could run 13.1 miles. It was almost a year ago to the date that I ran 13 miles for the first time. Once, during my training sessions, I ran 15.
When it came to the real deal, I was going for my personal best, and I was going out big. I did. And Now I’m one of those people who has that 13.1 sticker on her car – still basking in the glory of my first half.