Between the holidays, starting to write a new book, a very active and currently Momma-centric todller, being recruited by depression.answers.com, actually running, and other life events, I haven’t had time to write about running.
I neglected to document race #19, the Ugly Sweater Run – Denver.
It was a fun, albeit freezing, time. It was one of multiple recent runs that I chose not to don my winter gear and regretted it. My ugly sweater was covered in bells, so I sounded like a reindeer wogging beside Michelle and Trisha.
The race committed a cardinal sin, however. The route looped past the very finish line then continued on for at least a half mile. A false summit, as it were. Poorly played, Ugly Sweater Run, poorly played.
Beyond that, I registered for my first half marathon! Rock ‘n Roll Half Marathon in New Orleans on Super Bowl Sunday. Flight is booked; shirt is ordered–it’s happening.
I”m excited and terrified. I get to run with Carmen; I can check it off my bucket list. But holy shit, it’s 13 miles!
I never fathomed getting here. 5K (3.2 miles) was the goal. Here I come, 13.1! At least it’s at sea level.
I managed to sneak in some good runs over break but not enough. I’m ready to get back into a routine (though there continues to be impediments). I need to hit it HARD for the four weeks I have between me and that start line.