I ran the Paris marathon on April 15th. It was a great day out. I had an incredible time. It hurt. There were times when I wanted to stop. But I didn’t, and I finished in 3:29:34. (I think those numbers will be forever ingrained on my brain—they’re at least written here on this blog.) I was pleased with the time. If I hadn’t missed a lot of training through an injury that wasn’t really an injury, I could have snuck under 3:15. At least that’s what Runner’s World was predicting based on my long runs.
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