It’s been a long day. I was up at 4:30 am in order to get up to Connecticut for today’s Fairfield Half Marathon.
The full recap will come tomorrow — because right now my priorities are frozen yogurt and sleep — but here’s what I’ll tell you about the 13.1 miles I ran this morning…
The course was hilly. Really hilly.
I can run just fine on hills. I train in Central Park and I’m no longer afraid of the Harlem Hills. But the hills I climbed up today frightened me. And they took their tolls on me and my sad quads.
The air was hot. Really hot.
This also did a number on me. There were exactly three times I stopped on the course due to a super-quick blackout. No big deal. Kind of scary though.
I didn’t PR today. I didn’t even come close. My finish time was something like 1:56 or 1:57 (haven’t snagged the official results yet). Respectable? Absolutely.
But the best news? My stomach was fine!
The heat killed me, the hills killed me, and that whole “I’m about to pass out if I don’t stop running” thing was a little challenging, but I’m thrilled to report that the steroids seem to be working. My stomach was a non-issue today.
So I don’t need a PR or a gloriously fast time to tell me that today’s race was a success.
You’re damn right it was a success. I’m on the road to recovery!
Crohn’s Disease, I told you I’d beat you. And I’m going to beat you, whether it’s on a race course or not. You suck.
Check back tomorrow for a full recap of the race, including a little behind-the-scenes peek at all the Run For The Rabbit filming we did. Fun!
Congratulations to all of the runners and racers this weekend. You inspire me.