Psychologists often draw a distinction between two people going for a walk together, versus two people walking side-by-side in the same direction. In the first case, there is shared intentionality. In the second case, there is vacant simultaneity. I think about this when I'm on the elliptical next to non-runners, or really, doing any sort of focused training alongside non-competitive athletes. Their pursuits, often analogous in form, differ in telos. Because in the same act, we have different motivations.
This weekend, I am traveling down to Virginia to run in the Happy Pace Race 24-Hour Ultra Relay. I am SO EXCITED about the ultra-bonding. It is supposed to rain. Bring it. Bring the rain.
The Happy Pace Race is held on a 5K loop course in the Virginia hardwood forests of Hampton, Virginia. The course is flat and about as untechnical as running across your living room. You just run loops for a day. It's like voluntary hamster-wheeling. BRAIN: DISENGAGE. This is so exciting.
I ran it last year for a casual 60-mile long run with periodic fartleks in my mileage rebuild between Umstead and Old Dominion. It went like this. But this year, I'm running as a part of a relay.
Our team is awesome. Literally. Our appellation is "Team Awesome." I did not name us. I'd rather we be called Team Humble and let the other people evaluate us. In high school, I competed on a quadrathlon team called Team Amazingly Good-Looking, and I worried that the people would judge our aesthetics, rather than our performance. The most beautiful quality in a person is humility. The second most beautiful is monster quads.
I am especially excited about how this race fits into my upward build toward the summer races.
Last year, my race distances went like this:
This year, I'm racing like this:
It is sort of a crescendo. I have lots of little guys early on to grow in racing confidence without burning out. The year will end (if all goes well) on Masochist to try to get a Western States bid again.