I know I haven't published my BAA Half Race Recap yet. Short version: It's uphill form Mile 7, I trained for flat Zooma, iPhone died at mile 12.5 along with my motivation. I finished, but it wasn't pretty. I'll tell the funny stories later.
Three or so weeks ago, Michelle mentioned she's doing the Frosty Half on Dec 8th. It's a new race, includes a pancake breakfast and "unique race swag". The course is a little hillier than what I'm used to (see comment above re: Mile 7-13 at BAA) but it's rolling hills and the race is 2 days before my birthday. Awesome, right?
I needed to check the family calendar before I signed up, so I figured I'd wait until my next long run was done too. So 2 weeks ago, I head out to do 7 miles. It was painful. It was 2 weeks after the BAA, I wasn't fueled, it just wasn't my day. Didn't sign up yet. Last week, I went out for 10 miles. My hip had been bugging me. I've had on again off again IT band issues. They were on again. I made it just about 2 miles before I called my mom in tears, while I walked home the last mile. It took 3 days to work it out. Haven't signed up yet.
So today, I set the alarm for 6 am and I was planning on doing 10 miles. I don't want to. Not signing up.
It's not that I don't want to ever run again, I do. I still run my 3 quiet miles on Monday along the Charles, and my 3 chatty miles on Wednesday with Sarah. I even signed up for bootcamp on Tuesdays and really want to try the Trampoline Aerobics class on Fridays. But I just don't want to run long right now.
I'm tired
