it’s been over 9 months since i did my last race and i am still recovering from a cold. i was thinking last night that race day is the modern day equalivent of going to be battle of sorts. obviously not as extreme but the anticipation, fear, pushing your boundaries, and the camderaire and the post race party. which is to say i do enjoy the experience quite a bit since most of the time i am doing most of my running alone. i am feeling pretty good about my approach to running as it could have been very easy for me to push myself to become an ultra runner and do it more extreme than my current pace. i guess in general i a feeling less of the need to achieve things as a balance life is more important to me now. i guess i also experience enough of the emptiness that comes after achieving something and the cycle becomes tiresome.