So a year’s worth of work, all culminating with the Flying Pig Half Marathon last Sunday… I’m done right?
Sigh… I guess not. Yesterday was my first run back since the Pig and I’m hurting. Now, to be fair, running up Eden Park Drive in new shoes a week after a half marathon probably wasn’t my smartest decision, but hey, go big or go home.
It was a light run, but I had to do something, I’ve been way too inactive and eating way too terribly this week to skip it. I definitely don’t prefer running alone to running with my group, but again, I had to do something.
And because I’m a crazy person, I officially signed up for the FULL Flying Pig Marathon in 2018. I got a year to prepare, at least?