The Brooklyn Half is on Saturday. I'm going to run it. I love the race, but I'm nervous. I'm not nervous about finishing. I've logged a 14 miler and a 12 miler in the last four weeks, but I am nervous about what those runs showed. I'm not in very good shape. The winter has been tough. I lost a big chunk of time to my hamstring, and lost my Fall marathon fitness. Family logistics have had me traveling most weekends, with limited opportunities for runs. Also, my class schedule seemed to get in the way more than usual. Blah, blah, blah. . . Anyway, I'm heavier than I should be, and the result is that my sustainable pace is, um, slow. . .
What I need to do is adjust my expectations, treat it as a lovely day for a training run that ends at the beach. We'll see if I can pull it off. . .