Hard rain

So tonight I ran for 1 hour and 45 minutes.  Which is about how long I'll be running for in the half marathon.  Tonight was a slow plodding pace, but the key was to just keep going for the right amount of time.  It was raining


I found the hardest point was between 1 hour and 1 hour 15 minutes.  Around this point my mind starts to wander away from what I'm supposed to be doing, my posture suffers, and I start to feel lonely.  It's rather surreal really, and I found myself asking myself if this would be repeated on race day.


My heart tells me no.  For one thing, the loneliness factor will be a moot point, because there are over three thousand people running this race.  For another, I'm looking forward to the race, and I really wasn't looking forward to going out tonight.


I started craving food around about the 90 minute mark.  All of a sudden I would have given my right arm for a bowl of cereal.  I would have killed for a bowl of chow mein, and gone as far as a mild flesh wound for a slice of pizza.


These odd mental processes are all part of training, I guess.  It's all about the preparation, and I am preparing as well as I can.


Unfortunately, I have a stag do this weekend.  Ooops....



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