My last week of training is here–actually, it’s a little late for that. I’m not training this week. I have a four-mile run and a three-mile run, followed by three days of nothing, and then FINALLY the race.
I’m feeling okay about it. I haven’t had the chance to run outside as much as I would like the past two months, so I’m weirdly looking forward to spending a spring morning running around the monuments. Hopefully the weather behaves. Last year it was freezing and so windy one of the tents blew away. That sucked.
The cherry blossoms have hit their peak, but there is only about half as many blooms as usual, thanks to the blizzard that hit the northeast. So at least my allergies won’t kill me, unlike two years ago, when I barely managed to drag myself across the finish line during a fit of sneezing. That was fun.
I’ve been focused just on finishing the race, so I haven’t really set a time goal. That being said, my super tall, much fitter friend is also running. He just finished a half marathon in less than two hours (many hills, in the rain). We’re meeting at the finish line, and I don’t want to keep him waiting more than 30 minutes. So, that’s basically how I’m setting this goal: Finish, and don’t take too long about it.
See you on the flip side.