As is my custom, I run the SF Half each year. I really hadn't been training for this one, so I wasn't sure how it was going to go. Part of me told myself that if I could make it through the half without injury I should still be fine for TCM in 3 weeks. Mike doesn't think I'll be running TCM. He doesn't realize my stubbornness.
Here I am, once again, with my green Skirt Sports shirt, black tights, Gracie's Gear sports bra and Garmin. It's the same every time. My running scrapbook is all lime green. It's almost funny, if it wasn't so sad.
I met up with Sara and Tom - Tom was running, Sara was not. That was okay though. She was the smart one of the two of us. I also ran into Lance, Reggie and Chelsea from FXB, and got to see Kent - a friend from college.
Overall the race was okay. I walked more than I should, but that's typical of me when I don't train. At one point I got in my head doing math and I almost missed my turn. I kept forgetting that they changed the route a couple years ago because of construction and haven't changed it back. So I missed the turn, but eventually caught up.
My time wasn't bad, but it wasn't great. It was better than last years, or 2010's (I can't remember which when I ran against Dawn). So by that count I'm going to run TCM even if it kills me.