I found that saying on a shirt while picking up my race packet yesterday. I loved it. And I now own the shirt. I suppose I'll really have to become a cyclist and get my rear on a bike outdoors to be legit. Soon, grasshopper. Maybe I will count my pennies and see if they equal up to the monies I need to make the purchase. (I'm pretty sure they don't.)So I ran the Bass Pro half marathon this morning. I just registered for it earlier this week. I was supposed to run 12 miles anyway in preparation for Houston marathon training, so it worked out well. I had a great time! I love that race. The course was different this year, and we ran downtown and through the Missouri State campus, and then a little on the Greenways. Since it was a training run, I didn't care so much about giving it everything I had. Finishing the distance was the goal. But I did run at a surprisingly good clip for a training run, and I finished in about 2:02 unofficially. After today, I'm really excited about Houston. The distance running community is so awesome. It sounds weird, I know, but it's true. I teared up watching coverage of the NYC marathon today. So awesome to watch. And Shalane Flanagan? She's my new(est) hero. Yay runners!
As for my legs, they feel great. I chugged my miracle-working recovery drink post-race, followed by some chocolate chip pancakes, and I feel good as new. Holla!
Bye for now.
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