Right now it is so hard for me to think that in March I could run 13 miles. Not just that I could, but that I did... in a race... and passed people... and talked and sang the whole time... Serious fun. Oh Virginia, how flat you were. How I utilized the Y. Here there are hills (WHAT?!) and there is heat (not so bad in the mornings) and there is a freaking huge stroller with two huge children that I push up those freaking hills (UGH!!!) not to mention that I have to unpack. So... let's assume that I am out of running shape, shall we?
But the Shamrock was still so much fun. Tamara and Russell were a blast to run with. I felt bad that Tamara's leg was bothering her half the run, but we still ran it in an easy 2.5 hours. Considering my first ever half was 2 hours 10 minutes, I would say not too shabby. It was a blast. So was the after bath.
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