Yeah, so about that 9 mile run I was going to go on this last weekend ... I didn't do it.
I have a perfectly wonderful excuse though. It was windier out than a roomful of men eating beans. Seriously, how is one supposed to run a long distance when the wind is gusting so hard? That was ridiculous.
I'll fit it in this week. Someway somehow. I have to. These 2-4 mile spurts I've been running do nothing but make me confident I can at least run approximately 1/3 of the half marathon. If I'm lucky, I may be able to squeak out 8 miles, but right now 13.1 is a long shot.
Just 26 days until the big race. Crap.
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