Although Laura and I are miles apart and even have an ocean in the between us, we managed to sign up for races for the same weekend without even knowing it. Several months ago we were having a conversation about what’s to come and as it turned out she will be running a half marathon tomorrow night and I will wake up Sunday morning for a 30K trail run.
This will be her first race since adding Nahuel to the family and I have my second trail run on the docket. Thankfully this one is a smidge shorter than the last one especially considering this was the worst training session I’ve had yet.
As always, I sat down to plan out when I would run each distance. My goal was to hit 18 miles 2 weeks ago and then taper. Life happened or I should say I put other things first and all of a sudden it was 2 weeks out and I still hadn’t done 16. I also managed to go the entire week without putting my running shoes on between the 14 and 16. Talk about feeling my legs those next couple days! I also made the decision (both good and bad) to run in the shoes I will run in this weekend. As it turns out I have a slightly different form with those shoes and it meant my calves felt like it was my first run in ages.
Regardless and whether we’re ready or not, this weekend we’ll both be pitter-pattering our way across several miles. And it’s been nice to be able to talk about similar runs again even though we’re so far apart.