If you ask me why it took me two months to write this race recap, I’d give you the same excuse I’ve made a million times in this blog whenever I go back from a writing hiatus. I didn’t have time. Between race day and our autumn vacation in the Philippines, there was very little time to sit down and write a proper blog. But here it is, because I want to read back to these challenging races when I’m old and couldn’t run anymore.

I have a confession to make. I’ve never run more than 17 kilometers alone. While I consistently harp on about how I could be alone with my thoughts or empty my head when I’m running, the truth is the husband always goes with me. So there’s always someone to share the frustration, to be the subject of my irritation when it gets too tough, to motivate me, to laugh with.

I‘ve signed up for another marathon. I am still keen on running one  this year despite my failed attempt at a marathon and a half marathon during the first half of 2018.