“Hey, maybe on your lunch break tomorrow you can go pick up some cat food.”
“Yeah, maybe, I don’t know if I’ll have time. I have to go pick up my race packet.”
So I’m about to race for the third weekend in a row. I haven’t done that since college. I decided to Rock the Parkway on pretty short notice, which is evident since my husband didn’t even know I had registered. But it’s a new event in Kansas City that a lot of people are pretty excited about – so I figured I wanted to be a part of the excitement.
I’ve also reached that point in marathon training where 13.1 miles feels short. In my mind, this seems like a good time to try to run a relatively fast race, as opposed to outside of marathon training when 13.1 feels excruciatingly long in comparison to my much-preferred 5K or 4-mile distance.
As this post publishes, I will be lining up with the 1:45 pace leader and hanging on for dear life. Wish me luck!