Daniel Herrera — Race Reflections of a Miler: Medtronic 1 Mile
I can only control my effort.
As race day draws near, too often I wonder what other competitors in the field are planning to do.And too often, I waste my energy and focus creating scenarios that I absolutely have no control over.
This is fruitless and distracting enterprise. Yet, I admit to falling victim to it. Who doesn't love a good mystery?
Thankfully, the Medtronic TC 1 Mile brought me a new sense of awareness.
I shant deny days prior I did wonder, “What if Lawi Lalang sets an aggressive pace from the gun? That guy is good.” I respect the hell out of who I compete against. I know at the professional level, anyone on the startline is capable of winning and therefore began thinking through a variety of scenarios of how the race might unfold.
Then, I realized the “what ifs” do not matter. They hold no bearing on my efforts.
My efforts are all that I can control.
During the race, moves were made shortly after the 800 meter mark on the steep downhill. The field began to split open, but I controlled only my effort. I covered the move.
When the pace quickened further with 500 meters, again, I controlled my effort. Covering the move once more.
With 250m to go, I threw my cards on the table and made a hard press to the line.
Sam McEntee matched me and pulled away. Try as I might, I couldn't cover his growing gap. But I could still control my effort. I stayed the course. Sprinting as best I could.
The result, 2nd place, was all I could muster from myself that day as it took my entire effort of person.
Funny, of all the scenarios I imagined beforehand, none where close to what actually transpired. But what I rightfully focused on, being in control of my effort, and ensuring it was total is all that mattered.
¡Viva el sombrero! — Daniel H.