In January I got a CRAZY idea to sign up for a half Marathon. I run here and there, but have never put my feet in motion for a continuous 13.1 miles- but I like a physical challenge.
so I started training, 3x a week I would run 4-5 miles and a long run on the weekend. The weather here in NY was awful- bitter cold, snow, rain and wind.
Then we got a puppy- Otis- a good looking little guy but has some socialization anxiety issue after relocating to Brooklyn, so my comitment changed to him and my training started to diminish- but the race kept approaching.
At one point I didn't know if I would be able to do it, so before giving up I tested myself, ' if I can run 9 miles this weekend- I can do 13.1 next' and I did it.
So last Sunday, we woke up early on 4th ave in Brooklyn, we fed the dog, took him out. Got breakfast in our bellies and heading into the city to Central Park.
The event was the More Half Marathon; 10,000 women and 2 laps around Central Park.
It was a beautiful day and energy was high, but at mile 2 I started to feel stinging pain in my shins, but I kept running, took some Advil at mile 6 and kept running- despite my injury I finished, not with a great time, but I completed it. Another check of my list of accomplishments.
