Thursday, November 17, 2011
Friday, November 11, 2011
My 11 miler today was full of hills. Not the cute rolling hills, but long stretches of massive inclines. One after another after another. I purposefully made the course hard because it was my last double digit run before my thanksgiving half marathon. Well, around mile 9 I started running up a street I never had before. I'd driven it, yes, but y'all know incline is totally different on foot. I turned a corner, realized it was yet ANOTHER crazy long hill. I stopped. Looked at the hill. Shook my head and shouted
then, I strapped on my Erin-hills-are-fun-mojo and ran up that sucker.
Cussing AND running hills, I truly channeled you today, my friend.