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.
It’s outside of Canada.
In the next few months.
I’m planning to travel.
On a plane.
With my family.
Have a small vacation.
And run a half marathon.
We thought it through.
We think we thought it through.
And we’re going.
To another country.
And I’m running a half marathon while we’re there.
That said, I’m not one hundred percent sure I’m comfortable with the whole thing yet, at least insomuch that I want to share any more details. Suffice it say, I am officially training for a race as of July. Yikes. During a stubbornly lingering pandemic. Double yikes.
More vague details to follow in a future post.