Sometimes, you just have to wonder who's minding the store.
With the flurry of activities surrounding Christmas, New Year, work, etc, I seem to have missed an important post. Then again, perhaps it was intentional.
I have officially changed aged groups. Now, to be fair, I actually changed age groups at the beginning of the year (I turned 40). USAT rules state that you are to be assigned to your age group based on your age as of December 31st of the current year. So, I should have been lumped in with the 40+ crowd.
Practice seems to differ from theory, though. Every race I did had me with the 35 year olds. Again, in the name of fairness, it made very little difference. Some quick cross-referencing of the results confirms that I am equally "middle of the pack" in either age group.
As an added bonus, I am now five minutes closer to qualifying for the Boston Marathon. That means I only need to shave about 20 more minutes off my marathon pace to achieve that goal.
This morning, I had what I am calling my first official "40 year old moment." I got to the gym, opened my bag, took out my dress shoes and threw them in the bottom of the locker. I then turned back to the gym bag, looked in it for my dress shows, and started cursing myself out. A friend asked what was up, and I explained I didn't have my dress shoes. I grabbed my street shoes to throw in the locker for after my workout, only to find my dress shoes.
I didn't know whether to be happy or sad...