Where does the time go?
I realized yesterday that the Holy Half Marathon is only 8 and a half weeks away. What?!?! I mentioned this to my co-worker and he asked me, "how far is a half marathon?" I replied, "thirteen point one miles." We got chatting about the race and he said, "Did you know that the marathon is 26.2 miles because when they first ran it in London, they wanted it to finish in front of the Queen's box?" Since I have done a little research about marathon history I told him that I thought it was simply the distance between Marathon and Athens.
In order to settle our little dispute we went to the knower of all things - Google. There we found that we were both right. Yes, the marathon is in fact commemorative of the fabled run of Pheidippides from Marathon to Athens, but that's only about 25 miles. At the 1908 Olympics in London, they added 1.2 miles to the course so that they could use the Royal Entrance as the marathon tunnel and the runners would cross the finish line right in front of the Royal Box.
That being said, I have to get back to training. I've taken a much needed break from regular running - due to the slump and the frigid conditions - only venturing out maybe three times a week. Thursday is supposed to be 56°F here, so my plan is to get out for a solid run after my interview (Yeah, for a real job. That's what's up). There's also a little 5k happening on campus Sunday which is the perfect opportunity for me to get back into the swing of racing. Remember when I was so excited to be running in the snow? Yeah, honeymoon's over. Get me back into shorts and long sleeves. Or on a beach. I'll be happy either way.
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