This race is exactly why I’m tired of writing about running. It was yet another terrible race on top of the zillions of terrible races I’ve had over the past few years, with each one actually getting inexplicably worse than the last.

Well, here we are. Training is finished and the race is a few days away. Like every training cycle, things didn’t go according to plan. However, I got through the training - actual training, not some slog trying to masquerade as training. That’s a first in several years. And that alone is an accomplishment and something to celebrate.

Last week was a whirlwind of family visits and holiday fun. I’m still trying to catch up on everything that wasn’t absolutely essential for me to do (like blog posts and commenting). In place of my regular weekly recap, this week I’m recapping the Charleston Turkey Day Run.

August through December is without doubt, hands-down my favorite time of the year (even if it does include hurricane season). I'm pretty sure I say this every year on this blog, too. But really, it is.