half marathon selfie 21k

I Ran. A Half Marathon.

I RAN A HALF MARATHON. OH MY GOD I AM FREAKING OUT. I went out today with the intention of just running 14k, which was 2k less than what I did last week. Little did I know my body was capable of pushing so far, of doing so well. The longer I spent on my feet the faster I felt myself become, and when I saw 18k approach on my Fitbit, I said, why not push 3k more for a half marathon?
Selfie Post 14k Run

ASDFGHJKL I RAN 14K?!

Oh my Gosh, I did it. I freakin, freakin freakin DID IT! I ran 14 kilometers today in 1 hour, 25 minutes. If you don’t want the whole novel I'm about to launch into, here’s the short form: I did it fasted It was windy outside I went to the track and ran 6 laps (1 fast, 1 recovery x 3 and then 3 more laps) I ran the park loop twice I ran on pavement I got blisters on my feet I’m so happy I could die! I didn’t intend to even run today when I woke up, seeing the -10 degree Celsius sign on my phone. Then I checked the “real feel” rating which read -6, and a part of me sighed in relief, knowing I could run in that temperature. Another part of me gulped as I threw the sheets over my sleep-heavy body again, closing my eyes. I was ready for the long run. I was still slightly sore from Friday’s speed round at school, but if Tina Muir could do it, I could do it too. Besides, today was Sunday. I had the entire day yesterday to rest up. It took another 15 minutes of lying in bed, thinking about boy-cut hairstyles and bathing in bath salts till I got up and about. As I headed out the door, I hesitated with deciding what to wear. Would it be too cold to head out in a t-shirt, hoodie, and leggings? That’s what I’m wearing indoors, but I’ll warm up as I start to run, right?