Windermere 1/2 2012

On Saturday I ran, and that term is being used loosely, my 2nd 1/2 marathon.  And yes, I do believe that if you do 2 1/2 marathons, even if they're a year apart, it equals 1 full marathon.  That's real math folks, deal with it.

I've been running every Sunday for the past 12 weeks with a group of sometimes 3, sometimes 6 ladies.  They held me accountable to show up every week and that has been the key to doing this.  Without them I probably wouldn't have even tried running so far.

My time on Saturday was 2 hours and 32 minutes, which was 14 minutes faster than last year's time.  I have no idea how I pulled that one off considering I'm pretty sure I pulled my left hamstring 3 weeks ago.  It must have been the care I took of my leg (compressing the mussels with skinny jeans, icing it once in the 3 week time span, continuing to run on it on the weekends) that contributed to my success.

Anyways.  The race was fun.  Afterwards 4 of us came back to my house and hit the hot tub with a bucket of beers.  My 3 friends left after about an hour, and a couple of beers, and another friend who lives across the street (who ran with us) woke up from her nap to join the hot tub party.  I couldn't exactly tell her no, so I filled the beer bucket back up and got back in.  2 more hours and 4 more beers later I was one loose goose.  Somehow I managed to shower and plop down on my bed.  Thank goodness the husband knew he was on parent patrol all day because I don't even remember seeing the kids all afternoon.  I think I woke up after about an hour but I probably could have slept all night.

It's 3 days later now and I'm still sore but for whatever reason I'm already thinking about next year and how cool it would be to shave 14 more minutes off my time.  And also how cool it would be to beat the 2 ladies who power walked the whole thing and stayed a few paces ahead of me the whole race.  Damn those ladies.