That’s my friend Duncan with me in today’s photo, taken at about 11am, soon after we had returned to Seattle from Kirkland, the two of us having finished running a 12k this morning. Duncan ran the Portland Marathon in October and I, of course, ran the Seattle Marathon 3 weeks ago. He suggested to me early in the week that we consider running this race, thinking we both needed the psychological boost to overcome the dark and dreariness that is a Seattle December.
I’ve only run a couple of times since the marathon, my right knee having been giving me trouble. But I decided the focus of an actual race would be good for me. And, boy, was it ever. I surprised myself by how good I felt and I blitzed through the 12k in just over an hour, running miles in about 8.5 minutes, almost a minute and a half faster than I ran miles in the marathon.
My knee is a touch tender tonight and I’ll know more about how I’ve come out of the race tomorrow. But psychologically I am very, very pleased.