I’m markedly more excited. There is something about the reality of a number (for this accountant) that makes an upcoming race more tangible, and frightening.
With the Comox Half Marathon this weekend, my training has been relatively light this week. Monday was a scheduled day off, and despite having only core exercises scheduled, the only lifting I accomplished was the couple glasses of Old Speckled Hen. Tuesday saw me running some comfortable intervals on the Lochside Trail before imbibing a few pints in support of St. Paddy’s Day. And yesterday was an opportunity to get some fresh air.
Monday: day off (scheduled)
Tuesday: 46:11 with 12x1’ (1’)
Wednesday: steady 46:07