...I can turn my attention back to my little races.
Just in case you missed it, the BIG one was Obama. Sweet!
The little ones? I'm going to try running 26.2 miles 12 times over the next 12 months. Let me just say, I could run a marathon a month for the next two centuries and they still wouldn't add up to the significance of Barack's one big race, even in my own mind. But, you knew that already.
I ran 14 miles last Sunday, along the Berkeley/Emeryville shoreline. The goal was 15, in anticipation of next month's California International Marathon, but my front door fell suspiciously at my feet at mile 14 so I called it quits right there. This morning I didn't really feel like running at all but knew I "should". Grasping Nike's "Just Do It" catch phrase like that kitten we all remember from the "Just Hang In There" poster from a few years back, I laced up my New Balance and headed out...choosing to step up the hill work, as distance was the farthest thing from my mind at that moment. Did not do badly, if I do say so myself.
I have learned that my new New Balance shoes are not working for me. Last Sunday's run resulted in a nasty right foot blister. Seems as though my arches are NOT equally low. More so to starboard. My shoes are not forgiving. It's back to Sports Basement for a new pair of the Beast by Brooks on Sunday.
Just in case you're wondering, when it comes to the other marathons I'm considering for next year, here's the short list. Nine will be chosen. Rock and Roll San Diego, Salt Lake City, Eugene, Avenue of the Giants, San Francisco, Berlin, New Mexico, Napa Valley, Little Rock, Connemarathon (Ireland), Big Sur, Belfast, Prague, Grandma's (MN), Rio (Brazil), Missoula, Edmonton, Helsinki, Medoc (France), Lake Tahoe, Portland (OR), Twin Cities (MN), Chicago, Long Beach, Toronto, Marines (DC...the then-residence of President Barack Obama!), Dublin (Ireland), Seattle, San Sebastian (Spain).
Note to marathon organizers. Free admission could influence my final choices. I'm just saying.