EVERY RACE WILL TEACH YOU A LESSON

So I had a 4 week taper. So I had to do a ridiculous hill 6 times. I trained for 20 weeks and I was ready! Or so I thought. I hit the wall at 16 and that was the end of it. I thought about giving up but after 20 weeks of my life I wanted that damn medal. (Which I like to spell metal. And I must say it is a very fine metal). I walked for 20 minutes and joined up with a friend at a much slower pace and we brought it home together.

Even though things didn’t go as planned I thoroughly enjoyed myself. It was such a pleasure to see so many people that I’ve run long with on the weekends come together in our own backyard without the hassle of crowds, flights, or hotels.

It was a day I’ll never forget. And I’ll spend every day of the next 6 months thinking about the next one. March 5th Lincoln, NE here I come!

Thank you Brooklyn.

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