A few weeks ago I got a text from my mom while I was cooking dinner:
Would you be interested in running the Big Sur half marathon?
Sure, I replied, are you?
Your father is, she replied.
At which point the dog and the cat started fighting, my husband brought me a beer and I noticed I was about to burn the pork chops, which is all to say that I basically forgot about it until a few days ago, when I turned my phone back on after getting off an airplane and had a flurry of alerts from my dad, letting me know that he had registered us both for the Big Sur Half Marathon in November.
Guess I’m running a half!
Luckily, I have just about 12 weeks, which is exactly how long the Higdon half training program takes. This is going to be interesting.