The Her Tern Half is my favorite Anchorage 1/2 marathon. The course is straight forward, enjoyable and I know it like the back of my hand. The swag is ridiculous and not junk. And, the energy of running with hundreds of other women is unbeatable (I think of that song by Aretha and Annie Lenox, Sisters are doing it for themselves…).
I’ve been running the half since its inception in 2013, only missing the summer we were in France. This year was no different, except about two weeks before the race it started to feel a little…. stupid… to run a half marathon that I hadn’t been training for. At all. Like, it’d been about a month since I’d last run (4 miles).
A year or two ago, HT introduced the quarter marathon – same route, same swag, same energy – different mileage. 6 miles felt way more doable than 13, so I switched my registration and went for it. My logic became: pushing myself to run 6 miles well, versus killing myself to run 13 miles poorly, will make me feel like a champion at the end, not a waste case. The logic worked. I pulled out 6 miles in an hour, 13 minutes and finished on the hill with a smile.