When I woke up this morning, there was a light dusting of snow and flakes falling from the sky. After my last unhappy day of running on the treadmill I was unsure if I wanted to try the gym or brave the elements. I ended up hitting the gym. I fell short of my goal of running 12 miles, but did manage 7. Mentally I was geared up to finish, but around the 6th mile the dreaded chaffing.
Though I didn’t finish the entire run, I was pleased. With one more serious week of training runs ahead of me, I feel as though I have put in the most work for this half. I’m still undecided if I will try and get a PR or just enjoy the sights and sounds