I've been nostalgic all week trying to remember how I felt going into thefirst race I ever ran, five years ago this weekend. Although I had a blog, I didn't blog that much about it, but I do remember feeling nervous excitement about the unknown. Previous to the race, I had not run more than 10 miles ever. The anticipation was all-consuming.
Five years later, not much has changed. Although I now have four marathons and twenty half-marathons under my belt I still feel that familiar nervous excitement.
I drove down to the Central Coast yesterday afternoon and checked into the Portola Hotel, the same hotel I stayed at the first time. It is a delightful hotel that is connected to the convention center where the race expo is at. It is also mere steps from the Start and Finish Lines, not to mention being a simply delightful place to stay.
Once I checked in and unpacked I walked down to the old Fisherman's Wharf, which is literally two minutes from the hotel. I couldn't resist having seafood for lunch and perhaps over-indulged in what I would normally have saved for a post-race meal.
Because who can resist seafood paella?
After lunch I walked back to the hotel and went to the expo.
It was not crowded at all, and although it was relatively small with good vendors, I managed to escape with my wallet still in tact. :)
My cheer squad isn't arriving until later this morning so I had a quiet evening, having dinner, then turning in early. After the long work week that I had I couldn't have been more excited about this.
This morning I set out for a short 2-mile shakeout run. Because of my finicky legs (hamstring and shin splints) I hadn't run since last Sunday. And other than a 30-minute swim on Tuesday hadn't worked out at all. How's that for rest?
The run went fine and I was treated to some beautiful views as I ran along the recreational trail.
I'm looking forward to more views like this as we run along the Monterey coastline tomorrow, and celebrating just how far I've come!