Well, now I know that I'll at least survive my half marathon in 3 weeks!! But, ... ugh. 13 miles is a LONG way. At this point in my running career, 6-7 miles is my happy point. I can still push my pace, if I want, and come home feeling great. 10- 11 miles is about where I would like to stop. Getting to 13 is a painful experience. I walked to take drinks of water or my Cytomax drink (no GU or bloks today); and after 11 miles, I actually moaned when I started running again. My legs were so tired! I took the route that my 1/2 marathon is going to be; but I couldn't find the trail for the first mile and ended up having to cross a cement "bridge" that had water flowing over it. So, from mile 1.5 on, I had wet feet. Nice. But the first 3 miles literally FLEW by! I was amazed every time my Garmin told me I'd gone another mile. Coming back, I again couldn't find the correct path back to the park which will be the starting/ending point, so I had to go on the road for a while. I've stretched for a while, but I'm still a little sore and tired. I hope to be able to squeeze a nap in today. ; ) But, hey, I DID IT!!! 13 miles has been conquered! | 