So yesterday, this happened...
John Hancock's Elite Team was announced in this video. It gave me chills too, Kara. Clearly Kara and her best buddy Shalane heard I was running, and they want their duo to become a trio. Now, I just have to chop 2 hours off my time so that I can run with them. That's possible, right?
In all honesty, I'm so excited that Team USA will be here in April. I'm bummed I won't get to cheer them on as I have done in the past, but it's pretty cool to say we ran in the same event (again).
I saw this and was ready to get out and run after work. Then the rest of the day happened, and when I got home all I really wanted to do was sit on the couch. I said something to my husband about how I should go for a run.
"Don't you have to go for a run?...You're doing that thing. You need to do the marathon this year so that it will be done, and I never have to hear about it again."
My supportive husband, ladies and gentlemen. He's usually the first one to tell me that I can skip a run, and I know that's what I was expecting (and probably looking for). I was shocked by his response. Think that I perhaps talk too much about running?
Regardless, it was the reminder and push I needed to get out the door. For whatever reason, running outside in the dark wasn't so appealing, so I hit up the treadmill. I did 3 miles in 26:37, and then went upstairs to do some weights. Then I did lots of stretching and foam rolling. I am so, so glad that I went. It's true, you never regret a workout. Particularly when you've got a race with Olympians on the line.