I've decided I can't let the year conclude on such a wimpy note. So this weekend, the Undead shall Rise Again! I'm going to run a Half. No, I haven't trained for it; and, no, this is not something I recommend. This is a desperate attempt to salvage some runner's pride and jump start training for next year. I'll probably crawl across mile 13.1 on my face, bleeding and broken. But then, isn't blood one of the great joys of running?
Friday, November 18, 2011
The Rise of the Undead
Year 2011 has been a bust, running-wise anyway. I've done nothing, nadda, zippo. No road races, no trail runs, not even a measly little sprint triathlon. My toes are in pristine condition, all my chaffing spots have completely healed, and I haven't used my inhaler in months. I'm slowly slipping back into the soft and plushy world of humanity. Well NO MORE!
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