How I became a half marathoner

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I finally did it — I ran my very first half marathon. And it wasn’t anything like I expected it to be.

Before the 13.1-mile Zombie Runner San Francisco race, my farthest run had only been 12 miles. Based on that run and my average pace for shorter runs, I expected to finish in about an hour and 50 minutes.

Then I hit mile 3.5 — and a half-mile of trail stairs and switchback hills — and realized there was no way I was going to finish this thing in less than two hours.

I should have known that a half marathon in San Francisco was going to be hilly. I should have looked at the race’s course information page a little bit closer and seen that the elevation gain was 1,110 feet. I should have taken the hint on the registration page that said “3.5 hour time limit (hikers welcome).” That half marathon wasn’t a run — it was a hike! ...

 

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