There was no crowd, no sponsors nor officials, and I didn't get a t-shirt. But maybe I'll get myself one of those 13.1 magnets for the van because that's how many miles I ran.
The training schedule I've been following to get ready for Ragnar (only three more weeks!) had me doing a 120 minute run for yesterday. It seemed like a good idea to go just a little longer to earn half marathon bragging rights. By about mile 10 or 11 I wanted to quit. Bad. But I'd already told Scott I was going to do it, and how could I go home and admit defeat? So I managed to put myself in auto-jog mode and trot along to the bitter end.
There you have it: The inaugural Lori Cruze Cherokee Boulevard Half Marathon, 2:22:iforgettheseconds.
I've got my sights on a full marathon in the spring. Hold me to it.