One week from today I will be done with my second half marathon (2012 Rock 'n' Roll San Antonio). Because my first one was so awful (due to improper training- my mom was a rockstar, I was a weakling) it's almost like this is the first one.
I am stoked. I am ready to go out and rock this thing. I am ready to work on my running speed after this is over, since I won't have to focus on my distance. Saturday mornings will be all mine again. You see when your jogrun is at about 13:30 minutes a mile (just under 4.5 mph), even the longest run done so far, at 10 miles, takes you over 2 hours.
Last time it took me over 4 hours to finish, and my mom was a trooper with me the whole way. Justin even provided me moral support by walking a couple of the last miles with us. He should have just signed up for the whole thing.
This time will be different. With my fully charged iPhone, my awesome mix of music and a little voice telling me to go faster (literally, with an app on my phone).
All I have to do is follow the path shown by the purple line:
Want to pay to get text messages to see where I am on the course? Go here. I swear these people think of everything.
Please send me some positive race day vibes!