Once upon a time I studied abroad in the Caribbean, where I learned that all-patterns-all-the-time in many bright colors is perfectly acceptable. And then I moved back to New England, and many people, who I thought loved me for what was on the INSIDE started telling me that they would refuse to be seen in public with me if I continued to insist that pattern mixing was A Thing.
The long run that maybe shouldn’t have happened, but did anyway
And I think I’m ok with it.
In the week following Hyannis, I wasn’t quite sure what to do. A part of me thought that a significant PR meant I deserved some rest. Another slightly bratty part of me was pissed that I missed breaking 1:45 by four seconds and was aching to pound out every run – hard – between now and the NYC Half on the 17th in hopes of being ready to crush my new PR. The rational part of me tried to point out that the NYC Half will happen no matter what, and it might be in my best interest to find balance so that I can recover from what was in fact a hard race and be fresh and uninjured for the NYC Half, giving me the best chance to kill those 4 seconds.
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Hyannis Half Recap
When I signed up for the Hyannis Half Marathon, I wasn’t sure what to expect. A race in New England in February opens up a lot of possibilities, weather-wise, and this year was no exception. In the week leading up to the race a little bit of everything was forecast: snow, rain, 50+ mph winds…you name it.