Saturday I ran the Brooklyn half-marathon! While I didn't quite meet my sub-1:50 goal, I got a personal best (1:51:01). Go me. It was a really different race for me: At the start line, I realized my iPod was out of juice—the horror! Since I always run with music, the thought of spending two grueling hours in silence nearly made me call it quits. But after that initial freak-out, I began to enjoy the rhythm of thousands of feet striking the ground and heavy breathing in unison. It was kind of magical (okay, corny but true). I tracked my time on my Garmin and pushed myself so much that I was completely wiped out the rest of the day. I felt a little delirious at the half-ter party/barbecue and it wasn't until I crashed hard that I felt normal again. Phew!
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