A few weeks ago, my sister Joy and I ran a half marathon together.
Unlike my first half, I didn’t really train for this race. In my defense, I signed up for the race with the best of intentions. That weekend, I ran for the first time in a few months, and it felt alright. However, I got lazy the following week, telling myself missing one run wouldn’t hurt. After that run, I only ran a 9k I had signed up for earlier. Yup, my half marathon training consisted of a 6k run & a 9k run.
The day of the race, we woke up at 4 in the morning which is basically 4 hours earlier than the time I usually got up. We got to the race site at a quarter past five and started running at half past five. Joy & I started out real slow and we kept being passed by others. Seriously, we were so slow that the race volunteers had to hurry us sice the had to open a portion of the road that had been closed for the race. Once we got to a bridge and things started going uphill we found our pace and went from the botton ten percent to maybe fifty percent?
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