Warning: I am grumpy about this race, y’all. I did, however, endeavor to write something that isn’t a full on rant about the generally crumby experience we had in Jackson.
Y’all, with a name like Skedaddle, I obviously had to run this half marathon.
Regardless of what I might have thought about the Lake Sammamish Half Marathon had events unfolded more auspiciously, it shall forever be recorded in my memory as the race without (enough) port-o-potties.
Today, I ran the hilliest race of my life, and I loved it. Loved it! (I’m actually writing this on race day for once, and it’s possible I’m still a little high on adrenaline, caffeine, and sugar… but still. It was awesome.)
The San Diego Holiday Half Marathon taught me that I will probably avoid races in Southern California in future… not because it was bad, but because there’s not a lot of shade. And direct sunlight is not really my favorite thing when it comes to running 13 or so miles.
I was attracted to the Holiday Half Marathon & Ugly Sweater 5k by its date and location but also by the prospect of a big, shiny, extra medal! I mean, it’s dang pretty! And I’d been wanting to try one of these back to back challenges for quite some time.