In December, I ran another half marathon, The Las Vegas Rock n Roll. It starts in the evening and part of the course is on the strip, so you get all the glitter and grandeur of lights at night to stick in your hat.
It was a fantastically sucky run for me. I could complain a laundry list of stuff I didn’t like about the race itself, but the biggest problem was that I hadn’t done any running at all for about 2 months prior. I had (and have) been firmly ensconced in a crapped-out period.
So, I’m bitterly trudging along through the hours, diligently passing by the race photographers, one after another. Either they’re going to take yet another picture of me looking grim or…
Good for you for just getting out there and doing it without the running practice for 2 months. That’s impressive. Keep up the good work!
That is an awesome photo. I have also been in a major crapped out period. Trying to regain some momentum…