It's officially been 10 months since my last race.
After the More Half Marathon my 6th half marathon, wherein my performance was a complete and utter disaster I vowed that I wouldn't race again until I got fit and shed the rest of my weight (hanging onto to 20 pounds).
I've continued to run for those ten months about three times a week, I strength trained here and there.
I never "quit" running.
I never "quit" working out.
I never "quit" McDonald's french fries either and I'm still hanging onto these pesky 20 pounds.
I finally broke down and signed up for a race in December.
I ran a Ho Ho Ho Holiday 5K. I ran it in 33.46. My pace was 10:52.
My goal was 33 minutes but I was VERY happy with these results as the training leading up to this race I was averaging about 35 minutes for 3 miles.
This race helped me find my running mojo. I realized how much I MISSED racing.
I missed the excitement of the starting line.
I missed "clipping people" off in my head as I passed them (I didn't miss being passed!)
I missed mentally pushing myself.
I missed sprinting to the finish line.
That day, I decided to register for my 4th More Half Marathon, my 7th half marathon in total.
I'm so looking forward to the training.
I also look forward to fartleks (you giggled didn't you? admit it! I giggle everytime I write/read that) intervals and trying my hand at mile repeats.
I look forward to the long runs.
I look forward to racing.
I'd be lying if I didn't say I had a goal or was yearning for a PR as runners we all want PR's.
I'm mostly looking forward to not worrying about my weight during this training and just worrying about having fun when I race.
'Cause it is what it is.
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