Twelve weeks ago, I was in post-op at UBC hospital. If you would have told me that day that I would be running a half-marathon by February I would have giggled at your optimism.
But optimism rules the day.
I knew when I signed up for the First Half in mid-January that I would be going into the race to finish, period. No expectations. It was the longest run I've done since Kona, but I am feeling pretty grateful to be back running since the beginning of January. Lacking speed work and endurance, less than three months after major abdominal surgery, the race strategy was simple: go til you can't go any longer, then finish.
Pain. Sweat. High-fives. Sunshine. And the first finish line of 2013!