So I ran Raleigh’s Rock ‘n’ Roll race last year, the half.
The race was amazing, extremely hilly, but an awesome representation of our city. I tried to capture it all when I actually ran it last spring, but when I run now through downtown, I remember little things. Like when I started tearing up at the mile at Dorthea Dix’s Campus when there were pictures and American flags with our fallen soldiers on it. Or when the priest near the start was blessing us.
So anyhoo, I registered again. For the full.
If you’ll remember, during my last full marathon, I woke up with a stomachache, ran anyway, and proceeded to vomit from mile 18 on.
Come to find out later, I’d developed a gnarly case of gastritis after my grandmother passed…
But I’ve braved the registration, and I did it.
And now I suppose I’ve got to train. Humph.
Also, sorta thinking about an ulta. A 50k! Eep!
Have you signed up for any races this spring ??