This post was supposed to be about the race I ran this morning.
About how I pulled myself out of bed a little earlier on a Friday morning to go up to Central Park and ran 5 miles before work. About how I PRed, running it in less than 45:00, for an 8:xx pace. About how I only had one race to volunteer at and one to run before I was automatically in the NYC Marathon next year.
[Updated to add: this post was also supposed to be about the awesome medal I got for running 5 miles before work.]
But I overslept. Left 94monkeys hanging with my race shirt, which she was so gracious to pick up for me when she picked up her own last night. So now I am back needing to run two more (I am already registered for the Race to Deliver—I just need to find one more to register for) before December 31.
Maybe I just need more sleep.
Breakfast was a banana sandwich and coffee:
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