Never Walk.
Houston Half-Marathon
Jeez… I really need to blog more here. :)
Last weekend Jane and I went to Houston to cheer on the runners in the Olympic Marathon Trials (which was awesome - it’s incredible to see so many talented runners fight it out in one location) and run the Half-Marathon on the next day.
I didn’t have any expectations (literally - I only got three weeks of good training in after somewhat of a hiatus over Christmas) but decided to try to push it, following the time-proven advice from Pre: “The only race pace is suicide pace. And today is a good day to die.”
It worked out pretty well - 1:28:40, which is a new PR by 3+ minutes. And makes me realize that my body is surely able to run a 1:25 (and who knows how far we can push it - maybe a 1:20 is in the decks sometime).
Below my mile splits. Nice and even with some good kick towards the end. Good stuff. Now - onward.
