2:01:39

This post is not some odd Donnie Darko spin-off. It is my half marathon time... woot!

I finished in first place - that is, first place for people named Drew who ran in Merrells. The time is a PR. Not as impressive when I tell you it was my first half marathon. What will be more impressive is when I have a new PR in two weeks. If a half marathon is not torture enough, I will be running a second race on May 20th. If that date sounds familiar, it is my birthday weekend. While running 13.1 miles is not an ideal birthday, spending it with Dan will more than make up for it.

Two goals for the upcoming race: 1) run a sub 2:00:00 race, and 2) beat Dan's time. Not as impressive when I tell you Dan is running a full marathon.

I wish I had a memorable tale to tell from this past race. I did find out, I zoom on downhills whether I am mile 3 or 9. Also, I feel like Sisyphus going uphill. There were some funny signs, and I did not poop myself. That was slightly a concern from mile 3 until I reached home. Tacos are NOT a good pre-race meal.

When I think back to my marathon 2 years ago, I could barely move the next day, and even after, it was two weeks before I could consider myself healed. Granted, this time round was half the distance, but it is three days later, and I am back in fighting form. Feeling good and ready to tackle Cleveland.

A digression before signing off: I have decided to cook a real meal for Mary. This will be a legit meal with courses and everything. If you are lucky, I will post pictures along with comments. To my loyal reader(s), here is a sneak-peak - dry rub seasoned lamb with cherry balsamic vinegar sauce.