This morning I ran my first race since the LA Marathon. My hip flexors were still a bit tight and I didn’t go into the race expecting anything so with no PR today, I wasn’t upset.

In fact:


7th out of 115 in my age group, not too shabby. I know that the race that I PR’d on, I had perfect running conditions. It was cool and overcast and all flat. Today had a few false flats and it was pretty hot out already. I don’t like excuses, it is what it is. I’m proud of what I managed today and that’s all that matters.

After I got back home from the race, James (my boyfriend) and I went to lunch. While there, we started talking about what I’d like to do next. I have a marathon in November and a 50K in December. He knows that the Boston Marathon has always been a distant goal of mine since I started running. I really really want to qualify. But until I turn 40, I need to finish a qualifying marathon in under 3 hours and 40 minutes. That will require A LOT of work. Work I am willing to put in. Work James is willing to help me do. The 2016 qualifying window has closed but as of today, March 28, 2015 I have my eye on 2017 or 2018. I. Can. Do. This.