Much has happened over the past few days. There's the National Half-Marathon, of course. Which was NOT a good race for me.
I was too tired from stress and several sleepless nights. I also got to the race start with only four minutes to spare because of traffic and got stuck in the back of the pack.
As such, I was six minutes off my goal time of 1:47. At Mile 6, knowing that I wouldn't do a PR and wary of hurting myself, I switched from race mode to hard-training mode.
But more on that later.
Aloha!: I'm in Hawaii. On the Big Island, typing to you from an open-air coffehouse in Kailua-Kona. Yes, 'tis true. E. and I hopped planes early yesterday morning from Washington D.C., arriving in the land of aloha 12 hours later.
Why? Well, why not? E. and I decided on going to Hawaii for some much-needed R&R on a very dark and dismal early January day.
And this trip is also a celebration of my quitting my job. Yes, you read that right. My last day was Monday. I'm sorry to leave some great colleagues and friends. But I need to do something different.
And now I have to go. Beaches to explore. Volcanoes to climb. Mangoes and papayas to eat. Bikinis to wear.
Will post photos later today.