I am not running the Silicon Valley Marathon this Sunday. My best friend is turning thirty (the personal chef) and we are going with our honies to Chez Panisse for dinner. Needless to say, I do not think that after a night of celebrating thirty years of one of my dearest friends that I would be in any shape to run the next morning.
So, Fresno is next on my list.
I am a little apprehensive because it is a Boston qualifier. Not apprehensive because I wonder if I will qualify for Boston. I don't know if my body will physically allow me to ever run Boston. But because often smaller marathons like Fresno sell full marathon entries to half marathon runners.
Not a problem if you are really trying to qualify.
But if you are a slower runner and all of the slower people have no intention of running the full twenty six point two, you are alone and isolated for the last thirteen miles.
I have met some great folks being slow.
But it is infuriating that race coordinators do not factor in the psyche of slower runners.
I guess they do not consider us runners.