This week marked my official end of my first Tri “season” (if a single event can be called a season) and the start of shifting focus towards my next goal. While I do not have a set goal yet, I am leaning towards a half marathon in November. So the weekend marked my first long run in quite a while. Although temperatures were slightly cooler when I started, it was insane humidity (as usual) and I ended up with a…
… will be my first half marathon.I’m super excited and super nervous. In spite of being sick for the past 3-4 weeks and not having too many miles after my big 10mile run on Feb 21st, I have trained hard for this. Starting from not being able to run half a mile and wimping out at hills to being able to run for over 2 hours. Ideally, I would like to finish around 2:45. But realistically, I will be happy…
Today, I ran on the roads outside my house. Ran for 3 miles. The weather was just perfect. The first 10-15 minutes was uncomfortable. The middle 10-15 was tolerable. The last 20 minutes definitely tried to kill me and I had to walk up almost every mountain I encountered. I wanted to give it up and call Guru to pick me up instead, but the baby was sleeping and I didn’t want him to have to bring her out. And so I…
After the debacle over my B’day and anniversary, a husband constantly telling me that running was the miraculous cure for my weight-loss plateau and post-partum depression issues, and blown away by a friend who had finished a half marathon; in a fit – of enthusiasm or temper, or both, I have decided that I am going to do a half marathon. But … I hate running. I am not a runner. Heck, I’m not even a walker. Dragging myself to the gym…