This past weekend, I got up early on Sunday morning and went through my normal pre-race routine: small breakfast, attach chip and bib, drag husband out of bed, head to the starting line. I stood around with my husband until just before the start, when I gave him my jacket and then headed into the start corral to huddle against the chill with the other runners.
I gave this 3 mile race all I had, and for this one that can be tricky since the entire first mile is uphill. Half a mile in to a race like this one it’s hard not to wonder, Why do I do this? Read more >>