Oh boy. What have I done?
I finished my last trail race saying I wasn't going to race this next year and I was just going to enjoy the year of carefree running and volunteer for the event (BeaverFlat 50) instead. Then the organizers posted that the registration was going to open December 1st this year. I spoke to my trail running partner who has been out for the year with an injury and we decided we would run the 5k next year, still get our poutine, beer and bling, then volunteer at the 43k aid station and enjoy the day, helping the 50k runners at the final aid station to get them to the end. I had come to terms with that, and was looking forward to it. I went out to the lake on my day off and ran the 5k course and went to my friend's house for coffee afterwards. We had a great visit and I expressed how much I missed running with her this year. Fast forward 2 days. She is committed to getting her knee better and was planning on signing up for the Banff HM in June with her daughter and did I want to join them. A road run in beautiful scenery; what more could you ask for? I hmmmed and I hawed. Do I? Don't I? FOMO kicked in and I did it! I registered for the Banff half marathon June 2020. Yikes! But we are committed to having fun, low pressure, low stress. Our predicted finished time..... before dark (on the longest day of the year π). Goal: to finish upright and smiling, having a fun day with my running buddies. I guess I'm running another HM next year π€·ββοΈπββοΈπββοΈπββοΈβ°