It seems like my whole family ran half marathons this weekend: My brother, his wife, my sister and my uncle.
My sister-in-law ran in 1:37 - she is incredibly fast! My brother was just below 2 hours. My sister had a niggle in her hip so she didn't make it in less than 2 hours as she had hoped, but just above. My uncle (who's 70) did it in 2:25.
I sat on my couch cheering them all on as I followed their progress on my computer.
On one hand it was great to see so many family members run and do so well. On the other hand it was kind of depressing to sit here on the couch and know that I wouldn't be able to do it. Not now, anyway.
But do I really want to run such long distances? I don't really know. I'm just envious of those who can... When does one know oneself well enough as a runner to know whether training for a HF would be fun and manageable or just dreadful?
And can I join the "fall on your face club", please? I fell on my bike today on my way home from work - I hurt my right hand (just a grazed palm) and my knee and elbow, but I'm alright and am ready to run tomorrow with my running club.