Alright, so I didn’t make it under 1:30, but that’s okay. The Fort Langley Half is a tough course, and I ran it hard. My face was purple, my legs were sore, and I’m just whatever. I’ll have a pout, and then I’ll get over it. I really don’t need to race these things anymore. It’s Andrew’s turn!
Monday: I ran 10 miles outside, and it wasn’t that hot because the smoke from all the wildfires protected me from the raging heat of the sun.
Tuesday: I left Freddy in charge of Callum’s nap and I took off again for another 10 miler. I need to stay away from this route because it has a steep downhill section that seems to be trashing my IT band.
Wednesday: An easy slow 8 mile run on the treadmill. My IT band felt fine.
Thursday: An out and back flat 6 mile route to give my IT band a break.
Friday: Headed out for 8 miles. I had SO much energy but I reined it in and saved it up for Sunday’s race.
Saturday: Just a short 5 mile shakeout run with lots of walk and stretch breaks.
Sunday: I woke up early and did my thing, got to the race and ran a warmup mile, then stretched. It’s a tough course, and I finished in fifth place (first woman) in 1:31:31. But enough about me. There was a man in his eighties that ran the half in 2:12! The people were so nice, the food was great, the prizes were generous. I’m thankful for the supportive running community in our area.
A total of 60 miles for the week. Beer me!