Enter my trip to my second Tredecem.
I really didn’t ever plan to do another 13.1. I decided after the first that running wasn’t really my thing and would concentrate instead on biking and gym-rattedness. Oh Life, you are funny with your lessons to never say never.
A need for a post-double century “what’s next?” combined with a Delta volunteer bump credit burning a hole in my pocket crashed into my desire just to get away for a while. I have had the driving urge to shake up my routine. Go. Do. See.
So I built up my running miles over the last 6 weeks and off I went to the exotic locale of Madison, WI.
What? I’d never been to the badger state before…