Since coming home from Texas/Seattle I’ve been really busy getting back to work, both at Rutgers and with running, and traveling to more races. That’s why I got so delayed on my race recaps. Now I have some time to take a small step back and reflect on the last few weeks…
The biggest thing I’ve learned since starting this new phase in my running career is that not everything goes as planned and that’s okay. If preparations went perfectly, I would have slept well after my 3k in Seattle, not gotten sick the next Tuesday and been able to do a workout with my team to get ready for the mile in Boston. I would have known exactly what and where I was racing the week after Boston, but neither was the case. In hindsight I feel a little funny thinking about the fact that I almost didn’t go to Boston. Yes, racing when you’re not feeling well is terrible and a bad idea when your next race is a week away. I didn’t want to run poorly and then make myself even more sick by traveling. But after sleeping for 12 hours that night, I woke up Wednesday feeling like a new person. My only hesitation then was that I had missed the workout. What if I wasn’t sharp enough to race? It definitely made me nervous, but I couldn’t miss a chance at a good race and a big PR. I’ve always loved racing in Boston, and this time was no different. Kate Grace took us out perfectly, again, and I owe her a lot of thanks for another PR. Before I got on the line, Gag told me not to leave any gaps, which is something I remember Coach Fox always saying as well. Both of them were there watching and I could hear them cheering, but I watched the Flotrack video of the race, I could see myself fall back half of a step and then get right back on where I know they were both in my head. I was thrilled with a 6 second PR (4:31.3) and to be able to see my teammate, Amanda Winslow, run the third fasted time in the world just ahead of me (4:26.28).
The week that followed was a mess of confusion. The plan was to fly out to Iowa and run another 3k. We tried to get into the Millrose 3k, but the heat was over full so even waiting to see if someone scratched wasn’t an option. And then Mother Nature attacked New Jersey again. My flight was canceled and there were no other flights going out in enough time for me to get to Iowa and prepare for my race properly. My indoor season was over and it was time to gear up for spring…until another curve ball was thrown at me. Flights getting into New Jersey were being canceled as well, which meant that a spot opened up in the Millrose Wanamaker Mile. I owe an I’m sorry/thank you to Katie Mackey, who couldn’t make it out of Seattle, and a big thank you to David Monti of NYRR for making me a last minute addition.
So I found out on my way to a workout Friday morning that in a day and a half I would be in one of the biggest, most watched races. The number of times I had to wrap my mind around racing and not racing and racing again throughout the week was making me a little dizzy. I told Gag that I was mentally overwhelmed and he responded with “Ha! That’s a good one. You’ll be fine.” And then, though still nervous, I started to get pretty excited. Nat sent me the quote,
Luck is what happens when preparation meets opportunity.
He’s right; it doesn’t matter if I knew all along or if I found out when I did. I’ve been training hard and racing well and I was presented with an amazing opportunity.
I wish I could say that I took the quote and ran with it (see what I did there?), and had the most incredible race of my life, but it didn’t quite go that way. No one went with the rabbit and it turned into a jumbled mess until 800 and I just didn’t have the same strength or speed to go from there. I felt tired and flat. The crazy thing is that if I hadn’t run in Boston the week before, the 4:35 that I’m disappointed with would have been my new PR. I also know that it was really great for me to have that experience. Actual racing like that is different from time a time trial-type race and I needed that experience on a big stage. Now I need to work on having the courage to be the one that pushes the pace when the rest of the field doesn’t, and/or put myself in a better position to go.
Full of new experiences from the past month and a half in Texas, Seattle, Boston, and NYC, I’m ready to reboot for the spring season. I can never seem to say thank you enough for all of the support via all forms of social media. More good things to come!