My husband was racing in a local 5k, so I had to get myself out of bed nice and early to get my miles in before he had to leave.
"Why hello 4:48am, aren't you dark and a little scary"?
I've been re-reading Harry Potter and at one point, while looking over a misty field, I was half convinced I could see a werewolf bounding towards me. My fastest miles were probably the ones where I was the most scared.
This was the first solo long run I've done in awhile. The miles take a little longer to tick by and there's a lot more inner dialogue that can make your mind go all funky (cue misty field/werewolf thoughts). Overall, however, it was a good run and comforting to know that despite the step backs, I am and will be capable of finishing the race.
I get to run this race with two incredible ladies: my best friend and my college roommate. Distance keeps us apart but running is bringing us back together. I expect there will be lots of laughter and even some tears. Totally worth the 18 hr round trip in one weekend.
|thankfully they get it.|
Have you been able to share your love of running with your close friends? Have you been able to race with friends?