I’ve been talking a big game and I’m starting to regret it.
So I’ve been training my ass off for the Brooklyn Half Marathon, running more mileage than I ever have for a half and doing it while I was working, which, since my job is physically draining, is pretty damn impressive. And now, as I’m starting to peak, my work schedule has eased off just in time and things should seem easier, right? But the other day while I was knocking out a mile repeat workout in the park, I opened my mouth and blurted out:
“But I don’t want to run that fast for thirteen miles!”
Okay, I don’t mean have you ever whined at yourself out loud in public like a bratty little kid. What I mean is, have you ever felt, especially as your peak training draws closer, like you’re in completely over your head and you just want to bail? Read more >>