A few things have happened in the last few weeks since I ran last. First the medals came out for the Rock N Roll Cleveland half, along with the Tshirt design and color.
Not too shabby. The medal is HUGE!! I need some good bling for my first half marathon. Which is one of the reasons I chose this race. The other was that it's not all that far away, but it is out of state for me.
The other thing is I got roped into doing the Detroit International half marathon two weeks after the Cleveland one. I was kicking and screaming and fighting tooth and NAIL not to have to do another half. I was forced, and I mean FORCED to push the button to register and pay $110 for the Detroit half. OK, well not really, but that's my story and I'm sticking to it.
The Detroit half runs back and forth from Detroit to Windsor, ON, Canada. Runners run over the Ambassador Bridge and then back to the US through the Windsor Tunnel. I'll have in my possession my passport. Apparently, I'll need it to get back in the US. I don't have a passport card or enhanced driver's license, ahh well. Or I could do what a drunk dude from Windsor did a month or so ago, and that's swim across the 6 mph current in the river separating the two countries. No international incident gonna happen there.
Here's a map of the International half.
My biggest concern is the elevation changes for getting on the bridge and coming back through the tunnel. I swear the tunnel has to be a 45 degree angle and about 1/2 mile to get back to the top. UGH!!!! not looking forward to THAT!!! OK, I may exaggerate a tad, but only a tad.
I did finally get back to running on Monday. I did a 5K run-walk. 1/1 was my ratio and I was about half way through when I realized I wasn't going to make it at that ratio. I had to go to a 2 minute walk and 1 minute run. That's when I had a bit of a revelation.
When I was running prior to finals, all my runs had to be personal bests. I was competing with myself so much that if I didn't do better than the last run, my run was no good. I finally figured out that as long as I finish, I've done something and who cares what the time is. I'm not going to win the Olympic gold, I'm not going to beat Osain Bolt. He will be in the shower by the time I finish the 100 m run, and that's after he does his celebration victory lap. I'm no longer a young pup who can go and go and go. Reality has smacked me in the face.
I have 6 1/2 weeks until the Cleveland have and 8 1/2 until Detroit. I need to get my mileage up and who cares about the time. Cause it's not how you start, it's how you FINISH!!!
I promise some pics and race reviews coming up soon.
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