Last September I participated in the Blackmores Sydney Running Festival Half Marathon. Crazy, I know.
We ran all from Kirribilli to the Opera House, and everywhere else in between. I found the first 9km pretty smooth (probably because that’s how far I’ve been running when I train), had a lull between 9 and 14km but when I hit the 2/3 mark I got a psychological boost. It didn’t last long though and I was struggling again between 16 and 18km but then I was on the home stretch!
I just kept telling myself it was a “really long run” and I think that’s what got me through. Although, I also made several mental notes that no matter how satisfied I felt after the run, I never wanted to do one again. Never. Anyway, I finished the half marathon in 1hr 48m and really impressed myself because I was just hoping to break the 2 hr mark!
Now, in the same way mums apparently forget how painful childbirth is, I seem to have forgotten how bad the half marathon really was. So I’m contemplating doing another one!
What do you reckon: are marathons worth enduring the pain for the satisfaction or am I better off being comfortable on the couch?
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