Tonight’s three-miler started out a little windy, but ended up feeling great!
I think it’s safe to say that I’m officially used to running in the dark again. Woo-hoo!!
And, you know, I think some wind might actually help my training. Let me explain.
In December 2011, I ran my first marathon in Las Vegas.
In October 2011, my future mother-in-law Greta conquered 26.2 miles of hills and heat in St. George, Utah.
(Photo by Aaron, killer guns by Greta.)
Buuuuuut it seems like neither of us got enough of the joy, pain, and sheer exhilaration that comes from crossing that marathon finish line.
So in 2013, we’re both going to take on marathon #2: CHICAGO, BABY!!!
I believe Greta swore she would never run another marathon after St. George, but SHE was the one who initially brought up Chicago. I’ve always planned on training to shave 15+ minutes off my time to run a sub-4:00 marathon, and all you Tumblr people are always talking about how great Chicago is.
Plus, I want some deep-dish pizza for my efforts.
I told Greta I was going for it, and it took her less than 24 hours to text me this: “Ok Devon. Chicago 2013 here we come!!! Let’s do it!”
Watch out, Windy City. WATCH OUT, CLAIRE. We’re* coming for you.
*Includes Aaron, obviously.