The Rural Runner

Where to begin?!
Brace yourselves for a lengthy post, a 24 hours race means a long recap. But before I can begin talking about my experience, I will provide an explanation of how the race works as best as I can.

The Cabot Trail Relay.

A 276km, 24 hour, 17 leg relay through the Cape Breton Highlands National Park in Nova Scotia.

(Note yellow highlighted road on the map below!)

The relay begins at the Gaelic College in St. Ann's (near Baddeck). Each runner (from a team of 17 members) runs one leg of the relay. We had 2 support vehicles to assist in driving runners to and from legs as well as providing water/food/encouragement along the way for each leg. The legs varied from about 13 to 20 km each, all on a variety of different elevations, according to their location along the Cabot Trail (See below). Each leg connected together completes an entire lap of the 276km Cabot Trail. The start of one leg would also be the finish line for the previous leg. When you start your leg, you have a certain amount of time to reach the start for the next leg.

For example, leg 1 started at 0700 in the morning. Kirk ran this one, and he had until 0840 to reach the start line for leg 2 (which is also the finish for leg 1). Because they have to continue to move the finish lines along with each leg, if you don't make it to the finish line/start of the next leg, you will miss the mat and the chip cannot be tracked, so you get the same time as the last tracked runner that made the finish +5 minutes as your final time). At the end, the times from each of the 17 legs is added up, and the team with the fastest overall time wins (this year 1st place actually took only 16 hours to run ALL 17 legs.. thats crazy!). Our team only had 9 people, as opposed to the normal 17, which meant the majority of us would be running 2 legs (or more).

Our team name was Running Dirty as we are all primarily OCR and trail runners!

We all met bright and early Saturday morning in Baddeck for a quick breakfast of egg and avocado sandwiches, then drove to the official start line of the race at the Gaelic College. Kirk was our first runner and we cheered him on as he left. We then waited our required 25 minute period before leaving (each support vehicle had a different time, to prevent car congestion). Driving along the first leg of the relay was a great indication of how the race would go. Support vehicles were cheering out the windows of the cars, everyone was having a blast, and the route was absolutely gorgeous. Anytime I get to be near/run by water, I'm a happy clam :D

Kirk made it to the finish of his leg with a time of 1 hour 19 minutes.

Kirk and I after leg 1!

Martin was up next, and his leg started within 20 minutes of Kirk arriving. After we picked up Kirk/dropped Martin off and cheered him on as he began his leg, we started to drive toward the beginning of leg 3.

I was running leg 3 and my excitement/nervousness was growing. Doing the calculations, I knew I would be cutting it close to the cut off time. I had to maintain a pace of 5:58 to reach the finish line at leg 4 before it would be closed. This was stressful because not only is my average pace during EVERY training run EVER only 6:30-7:00 a kilometre, but I would still have another leg to run after this one. Regardless, I braced myself and got my kit ready to go.

Rock tape saved my life.

Starting out, I tried to maintain an even pace at anywhere below 6 minute/km. Running an entire minute per kilometre faster than I've ever ran was hard, but physically I felt great. I maintained this pace for the first 5k, thinking maybe I just might be able to make the cut off time. Somewhere along the way, whether it was a hill, or just that pushing that hard was getting the best of me, I ended up with a couple kilometres being a 6:30 pace. I came into the finish line a mere 2 minutes after they closed it, missing the cut off time. After spending the entire week before this race panicking and stressed out about how I knew I wouldn't make the cut off times, this was very disappointing. I basically collapsed into Kirk's arms sobbing, feeling like a failure and very embarrassed about being such a slow runner. I know I'm still a newbie at this and I can't expect to get fast right away, however I felt like I was letting my team down.

Luckily, team Running Dirty was there for the fun times, and not for placement. Everyone was really just excited about me finishing strong, as opposed to caring at all that I didn't make the mat.

After some talking to Kirk, he convinced me to be proud of the fact that I had just ran almost 16km in an hour and 22 minutes (this is a good 20 minutes faster than an average run for me) and I've realized how much more I am actually capable of when I push myself.

Next up was leg 4, which was up Cape Smokey and run by Mike. He started a few minutes late and still finished 13th out of about 70 people!

Leg 5 was run by Tara, the other female on the team, who is super fast and can easily keep up/pass all the guys!

After Tara was done, it was past lunch and we were all starving so we stopped at a grocery store for some hummus and carrots, apples, orange juice, crackers and chocolate. Not a real lunch by any means but it really hit the spot.

Carrying on, leg 6 was run by Justin, leg 7 was run by Mark and leg 8 was run by Lloyd. I'm going to be honest, most of the day after I ran was a complete blur. Between eating, trying to get some rest (I was still recovering from working a night shift the day before) and checking into our airBnB Tara got in Pleasant Bay, I wasn't really sure where the time went.

Our rental had a short path to a look off! Selfies in-between napping haha.

Before we knew it, it was 8 pm and time for Kirk to begin his second leg, #9. This leg had the most elevation change (gain and loss), was the first night leg, and it was raining. At the top, ironically, the team doing the water station was dressed as devils with signs reading "Welcome to Hell".

Wet and cold. Bad combination.

Looking happy, but inside probably dying.

When Kirk finally reached the end of his leg, we could all tell he was exhausted. We fed him a club sandwich and he got into the shower at our rental to warm up.

Our team was also in charge of a water station, except ours was for 1230 at night. I slept through it in the support van so I can't really talk about how that went, opps! Had to sleep a bit before my next leg at 5 am.

Throughout the night, Martin ran his second leg (10) - the hardest leg, straight up with a lot of turns and no downhill, Tara ran her second (#11), Adam ran his first (#12), Mike his second leg (#13) and Lloyd his second (leg 14).

Before I knew it, my team was waking me up in the back of the van and saying I had less than an hour until I ran again (leg 15). I can confirm one thing.. you don't get a great sleep in the back of a car thats driving up mountains haha. Another thing.. running was the last thing I wanted to do at that moment. Freezing cold, exhausted from barely any sleep, sore/stiff from running and then sitting in a car for hours... I was miserable and really dreading my run. This leg was just under 16km of rolling hills and I knew the cut off time would be tight. There came the anxiety again.

Once I started going however, I was surprised how well my body managed to run while sore/tired/etc. I was maintaining just around the pace I needed. Around 9km in though, I could really feel the effects of the past day and knew I was beginning to be dehydrated. Luckily my team was there to support me and give me water. I carried on, spending some time running with/behind my old friend from high school, Jessica. Having my team cheering me on, and Jessica there was just the push I needed to carry on and finish the leg strong.

I came up short again, by barely a minute, as I saw the next leg leaving as I was rounding the final corner (which meant they had closed the finish). However, instead of feeling disappointed this time, I felt proud that I had maintained a long run at a much faster pace than I had ever been used to before. The crowd was still at the finish since leg 16 had only JUST left (Kirks 3rd leg) which was great because the cheers while finishing the leg was amazing.

Once I arrived, we drove to the finish of Kirks leg, at the start of leg 17 - Martins 3rd, and the last leg.

They had a pancake breakfast set up at the end of leg 16 and it was just what we all needed to refuel!

Is it sad I have to stand on a tree stump to be the same height?

Finally, after over 24 hours the race was winding down. We met our entire team at the finish line in Baddeck and waited for Martin. The crowd was unreal and there were a thousand people there cheering everyone on!

Quite a tall team! Minus the 2 shorties in front ;)

After the race was over, all 1300 of us racers/support crew headed to the arena for a post race meal.

The Lion Club had worked so hard to prepare steak, lobster and vegetarian trays. I had the vegetarian, which had pizza, quinoa/grain mixture and a pasta salad. Everything was delicious, especially the carrot cake for desert! I was so hungry and excited I completely forgot to take pictures of the actual food!

Food, new friends and good conversations

After the lunch, we took some more pictures and said our final goodbyes before everyone left for a long drive/flight home.

Yay team Running Dirty!

Also in the picture are our lovely support crew/driver ladies! I cannot thank everyone enough for such an amazing weekend. Our captains Tara and Mike, for putting so much effort and time into planning everything, and for allowing a slow poke such as myself the opportunity to join such an amazing group of runners for the weekend. I feel blessed for being able to run one of my bucket list races so early in my running journey and cannot wait to run this next year (faster and more improved, of course!!).

Not only did I prove to myself that I can run 30km on little to no sleep, that I can push myself to go faster, but also that I can maintain a 6 minute pace for that a longer distance.

Once my legs recover, I cannot wait to get back out and continue training to see how much I can improve from here. My goal for next years relay (hopefully we can all return!) is to maintain a pace of 5 minutes/km. Tons of time to train.

For now, I continue training for the Ultra Beast in the end of July! A couple months of solid training left to go! I'll be ready in no time.

Happy Trails,

The Rural Runner

One of the best parts of the summer is the fact that the sun doesn't go down until about 9 at night. This could not be more perfect for people like me who work long 12 hour shifts, evenings, nights, weekends, holidays, etc. It's nice getting off work at 7pm and still having enough daylight left to go out for a run, where as in the winter it would be dark at 4:30pm.

Last night after getting home late from work I squeezed in a quick 6km run. It wasn't my full scheduled 12km, but I still got out there. Sometimes after a long hard day at work all you need is a peaceful run by yourself. The sun was setting across the horizon on the fields and it was so serene.

Lately, I haven't been getting out for every single one of my training runs like originally planned. I'm unfortunately not at that level yet where I can run 6 days a week. My body is only able to do about 4, with the other days being filled with bike rides, walking and/or yoga.

It feels discouraging seeing my training plan check-marks only on some days of the week, but I know my body and 6 runs a week would be overtraining for me. Some day I'll be able to run 6-7 days of the week without developing an injury. For now, I'm sticking to 4, maybe 5, even though my plan calls for more.

One aspect of training that I have been keeping up with very well is my long training runs. I haven't missed one yet and I'm very proud of that. I may have missed a few 6-8k runs, but every week, I get out for one long run of at least 2 hours.

This past week was 25km. I did it with Kirk and we ran straight up the mountain for the first 6km, followed by 13 kilometres of rolling hills toward Halls Harbour, and then 6km back down. It was 25 degrees out with not a cloud in sight.

The sun completely sucked the energy right out of me and by kilometre 14 I was completely dying. We had brought a camelbak and plenty of Gu, however nothing seemed to help and I could barely maintain a run. This had never happened to me before in a run and it was super frustrating to feel this way. I was completely dehydrated and weak and thank god Kirk was there to push me to keep going and get home.

After the run, and after I cried for a bit because lets be honest, that was one of the hardest runs of my life, we showered and got ready for my dad's engagement party. Thank goodness there was lots of food and wine cause I needed it!

We clean up nicely post-run ;)

Hope everyones week is going good! Until next time,

Happy Trails,

The Rural Runner

I plan my route before hand, carefully calculating distance, potential hills, and trying to avoid busy roads where drivers can be reckless and fast. I lounge around on the couch, attempting to delay as much as possible the inevitable long run that I have now planned and am required to do according to my training plan. I hum and ha and procrastinate until I've realized its actually 3 in the afternoon and I still haven't left, and by the time I finish the 23km, its going to be getting late and close to supper. Reluctantly, I put on my running clothes and lace up my shoes, careful to pack my Camelback with Gu, lip balm and kleenex before filling it half full with water, and I head out the door.

 I must be f-ing crazy.

I start running, following my route as planned. I'm only on kilometer 5. My lungs are burning, my feet are sore, my legs hurt and I'm pretty sure the tightness in my chest is comparable to a cardiac arrest.

I keep repeating to myself, over and over, I must be f-ing crazy.

 I'm the one who decided to run, to train for a race, to do an "easy 23k" today.

I must be f-ing crazy.

But its these difficult times, when your hips are aching so bad it feels as if they're yelling at you to quit.

When your legs are so heavy, that even a 2lb Camelbak feels like it could cause you to collapse under its weight.

Even the wind feels as if it is pushing against you.

In fact, it's as if all of the odds are against you, and the only thing you want to do is sit on the side of the road and cry.

Mentally, you begin caving into the dark thoughts of the deepest parts of your brain.

You tell yourself how you can't do it and ask "why am I out here in the first place?"

 I must be f-ing crazy. And I'm sure to repeat this to myself at least 100 more times during the run.

But this moment, this is what it all comes down to. This moment is when you have to rise above the pain and realize, I'm doing this.

I left the house to run, even when I could have done a million other, easier things.

I took that first step.

I'm here trying and I'm giving it my all.

The thing about long training runs is, theres no water stations, theres no one on the side of the road cheering you on, you're out there suffering on your own.

 But these long training runs, these days that you dread, the days where the running and everything feels wrong and miserable, these are the days that make the races great. These are the days that help you achieve your PRs, these are the days of hard work that we do in private, so we can shine our light when it counts.

 And when race day finally comes, you will look back upon these days, remembering the struggles, and feel the strength from enduring, and doing something that not everyone is capable of. Because the thing is, training is going to suck some days, but thats what sets you apart from everyone else.

 Yes, I'm f-ing crazy, and I wouldn't have it any other way.

Happy Trails,

The Rural Runner

Sometimes, to make rest day more bearable, Kirk and I go out on adventures/drives/day dates. This way, were still being active, getting outside, and having a great time!
We spent our rest day yesterday on a nice drive to Blomidon Park. Unfortunately when we went, the staircase was closed off and the tide was up so we weren't able to walk down to the beach. We did however, take some selfies!

We also made our way to Oaklawn Zoo, which is about a 30 minute drive from the apartment. We were very impressed by the amount of animals at this small local zoo, and particularly loved the monkeys. They really made me want to go practice my rig/monkey bars for OCRs, they swing so fluidly around their enclosures its fun to watch!

We saw some peacocks too and after standing close by for what felt like forever, he finally opened up his gorgeous feathers for a picture, even if I didn't get it at a very good angle haha.

So majestic to see

We loved seeing the lions, tigers, jaguars, cheetah's, etc. Did you know cheetah's can run up to 110km an hour?? No amount of training could make you fast enough to out run them.. ever. Haha.

There was also an enclosure you could walk into, and so we hung with some llamas for a bit.

I'm pretty sure I was just excited because it didn't spit on me. Meanwhiles, Kirk is like the animal whisperer haha.

A pretty great way to spend rest day!

How do you survive rest day? Do you prefer to relax? I like to stay active by walking/biking/swimming/hiking.

Happy trails,

The Rural Runner

Now that I'm home and have spent my Monday resting muscles and joints, I figured it was a good time to share my race recap from the weekend.

Kirk and myself packed our bags Saturday morning with multiple running outfit options (never know what weather will be like come race day!), tons of Gu, water and oatmeal, and our running shoes. We left at around 10 in the morning to begin our 4-5 hour drive to New Brunswick. It was a beautiful 20+ degrees for the drive, and we sure do love road trips!

Goodbye for now Nova Scotia!

We arrived around dinner time and went straight to the Convention Centre for race kit pick up! This is always exciting, especially when theres an expo. After collecting our race shirts, course map, and talking to some people about up coming races (and being convinced to do the Marathon by the Sea Port City challenge, in Saint John, NB), we headed to our hotel to check in, and get our race kit ready for the next day!

I will make a post about my race day essentials soon!

We were staying at the Holiday Inn Express in Fredericton, since I got a good deal/used RBC points! Upon arrival the nice gentleman at the front desk asked if I would like to join the membership club, I said sure, and he upgraded our room for FREE to a suite! The room was absolutely gorgeous and HUGE with a sofa in the front as well as mini kitchen, and a huge king sized bed and flat screen in the back. This was such a great start to our weekend.

Once we were all settled, we headed to downtown Freddy to search out the race start line and find some supper. We stopped at a restaurant modelled after the prohibition called Vault 29. We both started off with a Shock Top beer (this may be the best new pre-race tradition EVER!)

For food, we both ordered the black bean burger with sweet potato fries. Im honestly drooling right now just thinking about it.. they were literally the most amazing fries I've ever eaten.. EVER. Seriously.

After that, we took our full bellies out for a walk around the town. I don't think I could have eaten one more bite, but it was exactly what we needed the night before a big race.

Once we returned to the hotel, we both settled into bed early since tomorrow was a big day and we would be getting up early to get prepared for the race.

We woke up at 5:45, got dressed, ate our oatmeal and headed for the start line. We got there early and dropped off our bag, taking off our extra layers before hand. It was around 11 degrees, with cloudy skies (no rain though!) and absolutely no wind.

Perfect race conditions as we knew it would warm up more before we were done racing.

Kirk was aiming for around a 1:30 half, and my goal was to beat my previous time of 2:33. We went our separate ways as he headed toward the front and I stuck at the back of the crowd near the 6:45 pace section.

After a little wait, the gun went off and the huge crowd of runners made their way through the start line. I tried to keep my pace slow and as close as possible to my race pace (which is SO hard to do when everyones cheering and the adrenaline is pumping!), and ended up going out a little fast at a 6:00 pace (which I maintained happily until slowing down to a 6:45 pace at around km 7).

We completed the first 4km through town, until turning onto a trail and (to me) the most scenic part of this run, the walking bridge.

This bridge was gorgeous. I used this picture from google ;)

The course was absolutely beautiful, and made me wish I lived in Fredericton. There is a great amount of walking/biking trails all throughout the city and I was so impressed by them and their accessibility.

After the bridge, we continued on the trail which was a combination of paved and hard packed, and running beside a river. It was also relatively flat which was perfect for setting new PRs. I was feeling great at 10km in and decided it was time to take my first GU. I saw a water station coming up at almost 11k and ate my chocolate Gu before grabbing a cup of water and chugging that so I could keep going without stopping. I was feeling so good I didn't want to ruin my stride by stopping to walk.

At last, I had reached the turn around point. Seeing that orange cone was a great feeling, I looked down at my watch and was excited to see I was over half way done! I couldn't believe how amazing I felt (must have been that pre-race beer, Ha!).

At around this point, I had been maintaining a similar pace to another woman for almost 3 km and decided to stick with her. We chatted for quite a bit and I found out it was her 65th birthday!!

Happy Birthday Elizabeth!

Her smile and cheerful outlook helped me finish the race strong. She was very inspiring, and I told her its a life goal for me to be as active and fit as she is when I'm older. She helped me maintain my pace for almost half of the race, and I was so glad to have met her along the way!

Around 17.5km I finally started to feel tired. Honestly was expecting this feeling at around 12k in so I was glad it hit me later on. Training is paying off. I had one Gu left, so as I was coming up to a water station I ate it fast and slowed for another quick drink. My pace this kilometre slowed significantly to around 7:00 a km.

It was around 18km that I finally saw that beautiful bridge again, and I knew I only had a short 2 km left to push.

After the bridge there was a straight stretch, one corner and then another quick stretch to the finish.

Rounding the corner and hearing all of the crowd cheering was an exciting feeling and the energy helped carry me to the finish line. I went all out for the last 500 meters and thats probably the closest I've come to blacking out/puking on a run haha.

I finally crossed the finish line and saw Kirk waiting for me. After catching my breath he told me I beat my time! By an entire 13 minutes! Like I said.. training is paying off! I finished with a time of 2:20 and couldn't be happier. Before I started the race I had high hopes of beating my previous time, but in the back of my mind had a fear that I wouldn't be able to do it.

But, as Kirk always says, "push those thoughts out of your head! Its all mental and you know what you're capable of, and its big things."

That man sure motivates me to keep going and push my limits.

Having someone there to support you and make you stronger is an incredible feeling. I'm so grateful for not only Kirk but also the amazing people and friends I've made through racing. Its honestly such a supportive community of people. I also came to realize during this race, while people were passing me (which at points can be mentally difficult), that even though its a "race", I'm only truly racing against myself. I feel like thats the same for the majority of other runners as well. We're all chasing that new PR or that personal goal or that fast time for ourselves. I think this is one of the reasons why were all so supportive of each other, because for some, even simply finishing is an accomplishment.

My new favourite medal!

For now, I'm switching my focus toward running more hills and further distances in preparation for The Cabot Trail Relay the end of this month. Our team is small and therefore I will be running two legs for a total distance of 32.42km.. If any of you have been to the Cabot Trail.. you know just how many mountains there are! Training will be tough for the next 3 weeks but I'm very excited to run this as its one of my bucket list races!

Today was a great rest day, but back at it tomorrow for an 8km run. Hope everyone's training is going well too!

Happy Trails,

The Rural Runner

This month, I had decided to again review and rewrite my goals. We're officially 5 months into the year (where is the time going?) and I decided it was a great time to add some new goals in. This month, I've decided to try to explore more of Nova Scotia, since I've lived here my entire life and there's still places Kirk and I haven't gone yet. To start, we went to Evangeline beach, a cute little beach close to our apartment where the tides are so high, you can either walk a kilometre out on mud, or there's too much water to even see any ground. We ended up there when the tide was in, and it was all the way to the stairs.

Also as a big goal this month, my boyfriend Kirk and I decided to go all of May sugar free. So far were on day 7 and haven't broken down and eaten any sweets. This challenge is pretty difficult because I constantly crave sugar whether it's chocolate, cookies, froyo.. Etc. It's also hard because families at work always bring in treats to leave at the nursing station, and we almost ALWAYS have goodies on night shift (gotta make shift work more bearable right?).

Some of the reactions I've gotten upon declining sugary treats are funny, others concerning. The main response is "oh I could never do that for an entire month" or "um why.. You're crazy.." Also got "so basically you're just going to eat vegetables all month?!"

Let me clear one thing up, when we said were giving up sugar for one month, that means no processed or fake sugars. No donuts, no ice cream, no pop (at all. Diet is just as bad if not worse), no candy. Fruit is FINE. I'm tired of everyone being so afraid of eating fruit "there's too much sugar" and then going and eating a fricken Big Mac (etc.). Fruit is natural, fruit helps with metabolism and to keep you regular, fruit can prevent heart disease and stroke, even some forms of cancer. Fruit is delicious, eat your fruits!!

And now we're off to start the drive to Fredericton, NB for our race this weekend! Race recap will come after.

Happy trails,

The Rural Runner

This past weekend, my sister Lisa and myself decided last minute to go to Liverpool for the first race of the year - Run Our Shore on April 30th.
Liverpool is a cute little town in Queens County, located on my favourite area of Nova Scotia (besides Cape Breton Highlands), the South Shore. The south shore has many small communities with a lot to offer, including Historic sites, beaches and small shops and restaurants. This made the hour and a half drive up worth it, and very scenic.

A picture my sister took while we explored on the drive home.

We went up early to pick up our race kits, and in hindsight, should have just rented a hotel room for the night before the race, opps, we will be more prepared next time. However it was a fun drive, catching up with my sister and blasting the pump up music!

There wasn't too big of a crowd, as this race is only in its 3rd year and had a cap of 200 people. I love small local races though, they feel so much more intimate.

We got our race kits with some coupons, ads for upcoming races, a nice blue Run Our Shore tank, and our bibs. Once we pinned the bibs on, we headed over to the start line, and of course took a pre-race selfie first :)

This is my sisters second race of the year, as she did the Hypothermic Half in February (that I was unable to attend). She hasn't been able to train too much lately so we decided to run the 10km together and just have fun.

We started off away from the main town, across a small bridge and past some big old fishing boats.

Bridge selfie

The most scenic part of the run

Once we were about half way done, we saw my mom and grandmother who had driven all the way down there to cheer us on!

We waved hi and continued on the course. There were about 4 water stations along the way and we stopped at 2 for a drink, taking our time and enjoying the run.

The route was a bit of rolling hills, along a road with just houses, some businesses and a motel. The only really scenic part was around km 3 and I was a little disappointed that the course didn't run along the town and across the main bridge in town (I had been expecting that because of the name of the race). However, it was a very well organized race with some amazing volunteers on the course to point you in the right direction.

We switched between running and walking for quite a bit and it was so great to be able to run with and support my sister. I love to encourage others to get out and run and I know that she will continue on with training to be able to run another race, especially since we had such a great experience at this one.

We reached 10k at an hour 19, which is very exciting because it is a new PR for my sister and 3 full minutes off her previous time! Im so proud of her for pushing herself and completing the run.

We crossed the finish line smiling ear to ear. My mom and grandma were waiting at the finish for us, and I went to say hi while Lisa grabbed us water and some bananas. After that we took some pictures and then headed over to the post race presentation and awards ceremony.

Nanny, Lisa, me, Mom

Im so glad that my family came to support us, it really made the day special!

After the awards were over, we left for the drive home, and took a few more pictures along the way.

Later that evening, we met up with my dad and his fiancee Judy for a nice dinner on the waterfront at Gahan House brewery and pub.

I had some celebratory beer and a delicious salad with onions, strawberry, blueberry, goat cheese and oatmeal, topped with a vinaigrette dressing. So good!

I also had the brownie for dessert (which I ate WAY too quickly to take a picture of). Since my boyfriend Kirk and I decided to go sugar free for the month of May, this was my last sugar treat for 31 days! Hopefully I can survive a month of no froyo or donuts.

It was a great end to a great day and I'm happy my first race of the year went off so well.

I have another race coming up this weekend in Fredericton, NB and will be running the half. This race I will be doing by myself (Kirk will be there with me, however, he is aiming for a time of 1 hour and 30 minutes). I am hoping to beat my previous half time and come out with an official time of anything below 2.5 hours. I'm not the fastest, but I just keep going no matter what. We all start somewhere :)

Happy Trails friends,

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