Since I practically live in the Arctic Circle, daylight is pretty scarce this time of year. And since I work a regular ol’ 9 – 5 (ok, 7 – 3) job, running happens either before work (dark) or after Mr. Awesome gets home (dark).
But since I registered for the race last night, bagging runs is not an option.
I’ve debated telling the world (a.k.a. Facebook) about my plans to run a half. After all, if no one knows, then it doesn’t matter if I bail.
I’d consider myself a pretty smart runner. I don’t increase my distance too quickly, I make sure I’m properly fueled and hydrated, I dress for the weather, blah, blah, blah. These are all good things, for sure, especially because not taking risks with running tends to keep the injuries at bay.
I kind of feel like I need to do this now.
Hopefully I’ll get pregnant this summer. And if things go like they did last time, I will have neither the energy nor the intestinal fortitude to train for a fall half. So spring – this spring – it is.