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August 1, 2007

San Francisco Half Marathon

Let's just say about this race ... that I got no indication that I had gotten back into training at all. And then let's say no more about it. I have already written and deleted a horrible, sad post questioning all the time and effort I'm putting into my running at the expense of my sleep, my vacations, and possibly pissing off my family. I had tried for days to put a not-unhappy face on my feelings about how I did on Sunday, and I just can't do it anymore. So I'm just not going to think about it anymore. I'll just continue following my (apparently futile) marathon training and hope for the best!!!! :) :) :) !!!! :) :) :)!!!

Ugh.

Training is good, aside from an aborted nine-miler on Friday after our flight. A combination of things contributed to my giving up on it - most significant of which was the several-hour flight, but also significant were the ever-present wind along the embarcadero and the impenetrable wall of tourists down near Pier 39. But I got in the other runs I needed to, including a total of 17 on Sunday, a nine-miler with tempo yesterday morning before everyone woke up, and 13 this morning at 5:15 after getting home at about 8 last night.

Posted by jenandmats at August 1, 2007 11:10 AM