Sunday Runday and I mostly rested. Having spent about three and a half hours running an ultra-style half marathon yesterday, the first actual bibbed, chipped, other-people-on-route race I’ve run in nearly two years, I was feeling very tired. By the time I crawled out of bed yesterday morning, the folks who tackled the much longer distances, eighty and one hundred kilometers, had already been running for a couple hours. The twenty-one kilometer race was set to start at noon, so I had plenty of time to sip my coffee, make pancakes for the family, do some stretches and prep my gear. In fact, I got a little bored waiting around the house and drove out to the start line an…

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Sunday Runday, and the day slipped away from me. I plodded out a ten kilometer loop in the wee hours of the morning, running with the same trusty group of friends who have kept me company through a summer of adventure running and virtual race training. Yet over the summer something silly and spontaneous happened which I haven’t yet written about here. I signed up for a half marathon. A real one. In person. And. It’s outside of Canada. In the next few months. Yeah. I’m planning to travel. On a plane. With my family. Have a small vacation. And run a half marathon. With people. We thought it through. We think we thought it through. And we’re going. To…

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