No pace groups this time. I struggled to find a running buddy. The miles blurred together. I saw Erin’s sister on her way back before I was even at mile 2! She’s a speedy one. Around mile 2, I ate some blocks. I was probably rude to runners in the aid stations. The weird part about running at that pace is you get a lot of people that want to walk the aid stations. I had been sub 10 minute miles all weekend, and I wasn’t letting anyone get in my way! Don’t worry, I was nice to the volunteers! The cheering crowds had subsided. It was the mentally toughest one, because I felt alone on the course… but I made it!

Waddle, stretch, walk.


Running a 15k and 5k on Saturday, then a half marathon that started three hours before the start of this race.