Half marathon reflection & tips to get out of your comfort zone
Not too shabby, I'll take that I'm writing today's blog whilst sat with my feet up and enjoying a well deserved drink (water, just water) as this morning I ran the Sheffield half marathon. I've not done it for a couple of years so had forgotten how tough it was, although unlike most people I actually like the first half when it's uphill. It's the never ending drags in the second half on the long roads back towards to the city centre that I find soul destroying. I'd missed a few long runs recently due to a couple of weekends away and it's these things that often make the difference so I wasn't really expecting much in terms of a good time. Besides, I'd set myself the goal of doing a decent time in the Huddersfield half marathon in June so that was my main focus. Sheffield was only ever going to be a bonus. It never ceases to amaze me that out of thousands of people you always see someone you know. Ok, I know the odds might be sli...