Vegas, Roman and I flew to Dublin for Halloween, and I spent most of the time hanging out with my friend Vjera. The locals were all immigrants to Dublin, and it was a good time. Vegas and I ran the full marathon in costume (cowgirls). Every few hundred meters, I heard, “Well done” or “Go cowgirl.”
After a summer of traveling and bailing on long runs, I still managed a 16-minute marathon PR at 4:22:58. Now, I’m convinced that I respond to intense workouts better than volume and that races should be done in costume when possible.