I Am Doing This Half-Marathon Thing…Right?

I’ve been reading the nutrition guides (originally to lower my A1C, but that’s an additional benefit), training plans, and I’m now listening to running podcasts. I just bought a new pair of running shoes (half-size larger to help with the “runner’s toes” syndrome, also called “tree frog toes” in a hilarious Women’s Running podcast) and larger-size socks (which also help the feet). My final race of the season is Memorial Day Monday, but I am already looking at next season starting in September.

And yes, I am looking at a half-marathon.

It’s a ridiculous idea. But my last one, almost three years ago, did not end especially well. I finished, but I was not proud of it. I want another shot at it before I die. I want to prove to myself that I can do it, that I am not too old or physically wonky.

I am looking at a race in the area, close to home, to minimize any issues should a medical calamity occur. I am looking at a race at the end of the year, when it’s not hideously hot and humid. I am training in the heat of the late afternoons twice a week, because it’s necessary (weather is the great unknown in racing here; it can be a tropically warm or near-freezing winter here). The third day is a pre-dawn start for a longer run.

I am going to bed earlier, eating better, and spreading out my house and yardwork so I am not exhausted by either one. My running kits are in good order, folded and rolled in a hanging bag, and several drawers’ full (yes, I have way too many kits).

So yes, I guess I am doing this thing.