1. Just running a race, and not racing for time, is weird. It was fun, but I couldn’t help but look at my watch every time we hit a mile marker and wish I were closer to my normal race pace.
2. Racing in a sparkly skirt is awesome, and the green sparkly skirt will definitely be making a repeat appearance when I run the DC Half on St. Patrick’s Day.
3. My current laissez-faire attitude towards health and fitness? Not doing me any favors. While I enjoy the pictures from the race for the entertainment value, I hate how I look in them. I’m generally self-conscious about tighter tops anyway, but that green one showed all the workouts I’ve skipped and all the extra treats that have snuck past my lips. Also…see #4.
4. Just because you say you’re going to run a race “for fun,” doesn’t meant the running part will actually be fun. Sure, I have the basic fitness level and base to pull off a half-marathon without following a training plan to a tee, but it sucks. (And I don’t recommend it.) My legs were exhausted and are still sore.
5. Starting and stopping is absolute hell on your legs. I wanted to die basically every time we started again.
6. Sleep is not overrated and does, in fact, affect your performance. I got 3.5 hours of sleep on Friday night and 5 hours of sleep on Saturday night, and my legs felt it.
7. Running on random highways–even if they’re in Disney World–is not the most fun, but characters help.