Today, the Andre, the toddler and I went to the
Pittsburgh Convention Center and picked up my number for the
Pittsburgh Marathon!
In the interest of accuracy, I picked up my number for the
marathon relay. I am merely running a leg of the marathon. It's a good thing too. I have not been training nearly as hard as I wish that I had. Between the working and the mothering and the blogging and the vacationing my training has been a little sporadic.
It's actually funny that I almost didn't even accept the invitation to run a relay leg. I thought that would be chickening out. I thought that I "owed it to myself" to at least run the half marathon. I am a runner after all and previously trained for the full marathon. (Unfortunately I was not able to run the marathon that year. You can read about my severe illness and miraculous recovery at
Lessons From My Health Scare).
Since I am pulled in so many directions I am glad that I did the smart thing and merely committed for the relay. I only have to run 3.5 miles. I still get to participate in the marathon magic and still retain my sanity. I also get to enjoy
Cinco de Mayo! (I am toasting you right now at 6:00 PM on the eve before my race with a Skinny Girl Margarita. Thanks
Bethenny Frankel!)
Still, wish me luck tomorrow. My team members are relying on me to run at least a nine minute mile. That pace is not really consider fast by most runners. Still, it's going to be early in the morning, humid, and a race. My heart is beating fast just thinking about it.
Wish me luck!
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