A view from one of the paths my training has led me to get the miles in.
Towards the end of June, a friend of mine said, “Hey Kim. I’m doing the Chicago Half Marathon and you’re doing it with me.”
To which my reply, “Ah…okay…”
I have never, ever, ever, in a million, gazillion years considered myself a runner. Yet, with eight weeks out from Sunday, September 24, I am now running three days a week. This is not my first dance with training; oh no.