This is a running post.
And you guys are going to think I have lost my mind.
You know, if you don't already assume that.
Which is highly probable.
But I honestly thought I had capped off my running at last week's 10 miler.
And then a few things happened.
Like being offered the opportunity to run a half marathon.
In 2 weeks.
Yes.
I know.
Half marathon.
Isn't that 13.1 miles?
Yes, yes....
Let's all take a minute to appreciate the fact that I will officially be doing something that a few months ago I said I wouldn't be doing.
But alas, I am not preggers yet, so....
Why turn down the opportunity to run it?
I can't think of one good reason.
So I said yes.
And changed my plans from running a 6 miler yesterday to 11.
And with the help of my running buddy, Amber, we did it.
As in, Taio Cruz was screaming through my headphones "DYNOMITE!" and I was still thinking, "wouldn't it be fun to stop and walk for a few miles".
Thankfully, Ke$ha saved the day and got me distracted wondering where she got a necklace with Jesus on it.
Seriously, though, I felt every step after the first 3 miles.
Possibly because we ran the first 3 miles at a 9:30 pace despite the hills that we were running.
But we still finished.
And we finished strong.
Just over my goal 10:30 pace.
With only 2 brief - and I mean tinier than a supermodel's jean size - water breaks to refill our awesome water bottles.
Sidenote/Credit: if you are a runner and you haven't tried these water bottles, stop what you are doing and order one. RIGHT NOW.
And now, I am officially capped out for my pre-race long runs.
After this, I have to run a 9 mile run, which I will do next Sunday (after travelling 6 hours...Techy is gonna love me!)
And then the race.
In 2 weeks.
And then 2 weeks later, I am running a leg of the Delaware Marathon Relay with Team Dealcatcher.
At that point, I think that 6.55 miles should be remarkably enjoyable in comparison.
Extremely proud of you and all you've accomplished. You'll do great.
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