For some reason (OK, likely because a significant birthday is around the corner), I decided to run another half marathon three weeks after the last one I did with my mom.
At mile 2, I pulled my calf muscle (yet another sign of my age) and had to run 11 miles basically limping. Thank goodness for awesome friends who stuck with me the whole way. I couldn't walk for a few days after that, but it was still worth it.
Glad to be done!
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