Just over 24 hours ago I raced the Fairfield Half. It was probably the hardest race I've ever run, and my time was about 10 minutes slower than any half I've run this year. I even gave Willrunforbeer the middle finger when I saw her after the race, despite the fact she slaved over a hot stove to cook me pasta and meatballs the night before. Sorry :) Instead of dwelling and writing a post about that race, I've decided to move forward and write a post about something more positive.
|Sharon & I sporting our awesome Team Sasquatch shirts before the race!|
The good thing is, today my legs feel pretty great. A little sore, but not really too bad, which is good news, because it is officially time to start training for the New York City Marathon. I have a pretty hefty goal in mind (which I won't write about yet) but I'm kind of excited. Although yesterday during the race I remember saying how much I hated running. (oops...) I guess I'm excited to see how much progress I've made since last years marathon. I've improved in my shorter races, though I've yet to find a half marathon PR so far this year. I feel like the improvement will be there. Marathon training is the perfect time to do some inner reflection, and I always feel stronger after every long run. I definitely am excited to do my first 14 mile run. Maybe I'll even do the same route I did last year and see how it feels.
Oh, and by the way. The neon pink Zensah sleeves? Totally worked.