Good morning!

Before I go into this week’s training recap, I wanted share a few links from around the web that I found fun, useful or fascinating.

Now on to the week 12 recap. I can’t believe there is just one month left until the NYC marathon. OMG.

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My training plan lists week 12 as a recovery week. That means the weekend long run was “only” 12 miles. I signed up for the Hamptons Half because I figured 13.1 was close enough to 12 and using the water stations that a race provides would be good practice. The race is something of a tradition in my little group of friends. Here’s a recap of the race in 2014 and this is a recap of when I ran the Hamptons 5K in 2015 post-ankle injury. (I skipped it in 2016 to participate in Dare to Bare.)

After running 15 miles and 16 miles the last two weekends, I think it’s safe to say I took for granted how tough a half marathon can be. While I didn’t race the distance, 13 miles is still freaking far.

This half marathon course (and full marathon course) runs through Southampton and we had a warm, sunshine-filled, blue sky day, which for runners, can be terrible. I prefer a little cloud cover, maybe a nice chill in the air? Light rain would be agreeable, too. This sport can bring out the vampire in you.

Hamptons half course map

Hamptons course map

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Marathon training makes you do crazy things.

I’m headed to a wedding in Bermuda this weekend. I heard it’s pretty impossible to do a long run outside in Bermuda because the roads have no shoulder.  In order to stay on track with my training plan I decided to run 10 miles before work on Thursday. Maybe you’re an early riser and this isn’t a wackadoo concept to you. But for me, waking up at 5:30am to do anything other than catch a flight is either a miracle or a mistake. This is my story.

10 mile run central park

This is the route of the run so you can follow along. Yes I did run through water. There is a lot you don’t know about me.

Thoughts by mile, start time: 5:55am.

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I love marathon training. You know, overall. But at some point, during every run (or at least every run over 6 miles) I hate it. 

I think summer in the Mid-Atlantic is largely to blame. It’s really hot. It’s really humid. I rarely get to the ideal state of “running auto-pilot” because there is a persevering discomfort in sweating this g-damn much. I’m running slowly. (More slowly than I usually do.) I forget to bring things. My hair tie breaks.

But those things are temporary. My negative feelings dissipate when I click my Garmin off to end the run. By the time I’m back in my apartment (or better, grabbing a post-run iced coffee), I’m usually smiling and happy no matter how many curses I spat under my breath moments before.  So more than anything l love marathon training.

author photo for the jacket of my marathon training memoir titled "Fear and Loathing in Central Park"

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