When prepping for any race, many of us have made a habit of studing course maps to familiarize ourselves with what’s ahead. I’m a planner… somewhat obsessive-compulsively so. Throughout my life, I’ve spent an embarrassing amount of time nervously analyzing elevation profiles, mile markers, aid stations, water stops and bathroom opportunities in the hopes of fully preparing myself for success on race morning. Not to mention street closures and spectator guides so my family can find ways to cheer me on.
But with the Peachtree… it’s different for me.
Please don’t take this as blasphemous, since I speak of speed work and training hard and pushing yourself, but I never “race” the PRR. It’s one of my favorite events of the year, and I thoroughly enjoy running it for fun, without the pressures of performing. I take it stride by stride, soaking up the joy of exercise, community, fun and patriotism that permeate Atlanta on July 4th.
Leading up to July 4th, I study a different course