Whew! 3 intense weeks of full time school, working on my days off and half-marathon training makes for one pooped girl! After nearly half a dozen bad runs, I was oh-so-close to giving up on the training; I felt heavy, slow, and awkward. My erratic schedule coupled with the time change amplified my feelings of defeat.
But, I'm no quitter. I put on my Mizunos and hit the road. I decided part of my frustration was running the same streets in my neighborhood week in and week out. I headed over to campus for my 4 miler. And it was spectacular! I'm re-invigorated with running; I believe I can do this half marathon. I may not be in the front of the pack, but I will cross that finish line with a smile on my face.