When I hit the start line on Sunday morning, physically I was feeling great. I had set two fitness goals for myself when I registered for this race nearly 9 months ago that I had achieved in the months leading up the race. I was having a great visit with my brother who was visiting from Ohio to run the full marathon. The weather was nearly perfect, clear skies and temps in the mid-40s. I was feeling confident that I would be able to meet my 1:45 goal time.
Stories of a midwestern guy exploring the Pacific Northwest with his family through food, fitness and travel.
Tuesday, October 8, 2013
Road to the Portland Half Marathon
Shortly after moving to the Pacific Northwest in January, I received a call from my brother in Cincinnati telling me that he was coming out to run the Portland Marathon in October. I was so excited at the thought of his visit I committed to run the half marathon. I had to register quickly before the event sold out so I did not have a lot of time to consider what that meant.
Unfortunately I had not run consistently in over three years. I was heavier than I had ever been in my life (never lost my baby weight...yes, I realize my son was almost two years old, don't judge). The reality of what I had just done began to set in.
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