another cool, humid race day

This morning I headed over to Bucksport for a 8am 5K race. I'm beginning to see the same faces and have some other ladies to hang out with afterwards. I didn't come home with a prize, but I did get a pretty good time: 23:06. Right now my running seems to be all mental, my body can run faster, but my mind keeps saying, "Stop! You are too old, have too many kids to do this. Just stop and walk." But I don't want to be a back-of-the pack runner, at least not until I'm pushing 65. Perhaps when we get back from Virginia and all our household goods are settled and I can resume a good running schedule I will get my mojo back, but I haven't felt that flying feeling that occurs when I'm in perfect form.