No, it's not the first half of the year because it is June. It's the first half marathon distance that I've done this year. I'm a little wiped out. I'm sure it'll get easier as the summer goes on but the last four miles today were tough. I ended up walking a little more than I wanted to, but that's okay there's no place to go but up. At least I kept my pace under 12:00"/mile. I guess that's something to hang my hat on.
I went from my house down Bethel to 315, went through the cut in the fence, across the Broadmeadows bridge and over to High St. From there I went south to North Broadway and back to the trail. I went back through the cut in the fence and went home. I was greeted with Waffles and sausage when I walked through the door. Stoked! Thanks Laela!
5:46PM edit: I forgot how much the Sunday morning looong run saps me of energy. I'm a complete waste for the rest of the day. Boo.