Laugh at my pain
I have another splash of caffeine on a Sunny Friday morning. A light workload for the day, before 8 am, the weekend is oh so close, and the good vibes are flowing. Jotting down some random clutter in my head, I get an itch to check the local race schedule. With a Half Marathon in 3 weeks and 2 weeks post a 30k road race, I am planning on a few more strong yet shorter efforts. All in an effort to peak for 13.1 on 5/6. "Hmm..no 5ks in sight, 10k maybe?" I ponder back and forth, ultimately deciding against any spur of the moment race effort. All of a few moments later, I jot down another note, and then, like most impulsive runners, "Alright, one last look. How about runhigh.com?" We're in luck. Saturday April 14th, 22nd Annual Martha's Run, 10K @ Mt. Lebanon High School. I read in a little more; oh wow, there's a lot of history here. It's a tribuatory race towards a local slain officer who loved to run. I call my wife, she laugh