Week 7: The Last Long Run—No Wind, No Worries, Just Will The sunrise painted the sky at 6:30am, but we didn’t rush. We savored the quiet morning before stepping into our final training run—12 kilometers, a route that’s become muscle memory: Crown Point to De Anza Cove, Mission Bay, SeaWorld, and back. It was still, almost too still. No sea breeze, no cooling wind. Just the soft rhythm of our feet and the hum of anticipation. I felt flat-footed today—each step heavier than the last—wrapped in my usual gear like a well-padded veteran. Meanwhile, Michelle moved effortlessly, light on her feet, gliding like the breeze we didn’t have. We wrapped it up at Yipao Coffee, our ritual celebration—cappuccino for me, iced oat milk latte for her. Next week is the big one. The San Diego Beach & Bay Half Marathon. No more countdowns. Just the start line ahead. Week 6: Pushing Limits, Fighting Pain, and Closing in on Race Day Two weeks to go until the half marathon. No turning back no...
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