Friends, tomorrow marks the day of my third half marathon.
If we're being technical, tomorrow marks be the third half marathon that I've started. The goal is for it to become the second half marathon that I've finished, considering that my first experience resulted in me hitting the pavement and waking up hooked to an IV in a paramedic tent somewhere between mile 11 and 12 on the side of a street in Philadelphia. (Low blood sugar is a doozy. It'll drop a girl.)
If you've watched any weather or news report recently, you might have noticed that a large storm is currently sweeping across the nation. I'm bracing myself for the predicted cold, wind, and flurries. In fact, I very well might end up wearing so many layers that I resemble Ralphie's kid brother in A Christmas Story.
I must confess that I'm not feeling as prepared as I'd like. For the past two months, I've completed the long runs that my training guide suggested for each weekend, but I haven't managed to uphold the full running schedule throughout the week itself.
Who knows, though? Maybe fewer training miles means fresher legs, right? (Right?)
Check back soon for results! I'll keep you posted!