Dallas Half Marathon Race Reca....just kidding :)

Tonight I should be downloading all of my data to my Garmin, analyzing splits, and giving you all a fantastic recap of this half marathon.  I'm not sure if you've noticed or not, but Mother Nature has been rather pissy the past few days and the ice storm that she gave us resulted in the cancellation of the race.  Incredibly disappointed?  Yes.  Do I think it was the right decision to cancel?  Absolutely.

This race was truly a "just for fun" race that Brandon and I were doing with a group of friends.  My heart completely broke for those that this was there "big race" of the year.  Especially for those that it was their first marathon/half-marathon.  Your months and months of training are NOT a waste!  Training for an endurance race is 95% of the battle.  Granted you didn't get a medal but you've won.  Having your big event cancelled provides you with the perfect opportunity to test your mental strength.  You can be mad all you want, but that doesn't get you to the finish line.  I was in complete awe of the strength and commitment I saw from runners.  Those who formed their own Icepocalypse Marathons, made their own medals those who hopped on the treadmills and cranked out the miles was just incredible.  You can't defeat the spirit of a TRUE runner!  You just can't.

After hearing of the cancellation I immediately went back to my training plan and opted to change up a few things.  I decided that instead of still running the 13.1, I would treat this week and weekend as part of rest and recovery week, and pick the mileage back up next week.  On Saturday morning I hopped on the treadmill for 6 miles, which helped with the cabin fever.  Sunday morning I woke up and thought mayyyyybe today I really do just want to be completely lazy.  Could it be the fact that I woke up to the aroma of Brandon making Grands cinnamon rolls??  I might have devoured two cinnamon rolls (yep....) and maybe it was the sugar, or the overwhelming feeling of guilt afterwards but I changed into my running cloths and upstairs to the treadmill I went....

Back on the treadmill for another 8 miles bringing the cumulative distance for the weekend run to 14 miles.  A little piece of advice, I wouldn't recommend using Grands cinnamon rolls as a form of carb loading.  They turn into car batteries in your stomach if they haven't settled before attempting a run, who knew?

I'm bummed that we didn't get to race, but I'm also thankful that we are safe and sound (and warm).  No race is worth breaking your neck over.  Three weeks and counting until the New Years Double!