It was a weird thing. I was running fine. Doing the conservative thing... keeping it around 9:00 miles and feeling good. But, when I saw the 8 mile marker I had this sudden gut feeling of... "Ohhhhh shit! I have to run 18 MORE miles." I became a little terrified. It probably didn't help that I was just getting out of the HUGE hill on the course and so I was probably a little mentally exhausted from focusing on that, but yeah... I did not want to run 18 more miles.
My reaction at the 8 mile marker.
In the end, I have no regrets about just running the half. The sun ended up popping out about 3 hours into the race and I was pretty happy not to be slogging it out in the hot sun.
But good lord, I have to say that I'm pretty freaked out about how whacked my head is. I am hoping that having a go at a good training cycle
My marathon attempts lately.
Anyway, there's an update for ya. I'll do an actual race report later this week!