RecipeMuncher

This past weekend I ran the Richmond Half Marathon. I will save the story of how and why I entered the race for another time, because all who know me have heard me say more than once, the last race is “my last race, I swear!” but inevitably I always enter another. At least this one was only 13 miles. And not 26. Anyway. By mile 4 or 5, I can’t really remember, my legs started to hurt and I began to do the math. How many miles do I have left? How long will that take me? When can (...)