Sunday, October 21, 2012

Nothing to it but to do it

The D looked beautiful today.
 
The weather was on the cold side of perfect.
 
 
It was an early morning.
 
With these half-marathons, they always are.
 
I can't quite say that I jumped out of bed when my alarm clock went off at 4:50 am. Even with the pumpkin oatmeal I had waiting for me in the refrigerator.


 
Meg's iPhone took a fatal tumble out of her hands and onto the cement as soon as we parked the car. Not the start to the morning that we were looking for.
 
Fortunately, she rallied.
 
 
It's always a great day to be in the city. So much positive energy. So much life in a place that is so often painted in a darker light. (See the documentary Detropia, by the way. I did on Friday.)
 
 
I ran well. I felt good. I finished ahead of my goal time of 2:00. I beat my personal record by 6 minutes.
 
Kind of goes to show you that, if you run consistently through the year (as I absolutely did in this past year), you don't have to cram for a half marathon. I erred on the lazy side of my training plan and it didn't hurt me. Because I didn't start my training from scratch. I never really stopped training from last October.
 
 
When we were done, Meg and I met Mom and Dad (who cheered us at two points on the race course -- Mom said she cried) back at their downtown hotel. After showers and ample time to complain about our sore legs, we headed out for snazzy brunch.
 
Food never tasted so good.

1 comments:

Kari said...

Congrats on the great time!
Hope your dad is feeling better.

 
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