As I was running the trails at Bethpage on Sunday, I thought about the Dirty Sock 10K and the effort required to run that course. Next to the half marathon, Dirty Sock is the toughest race I do each year. This is mostly because it’s 6.2 miles of changing terrain, run on the hottest and most humid day of the summer.
I figured that I’d spend next weekend preparing for the race and possibly running the course to re-familiarize myself with the route. When I got home from yesterday’s run I asked my wife what was on the schedule for next weekend and she said, “Well you have your race on Sunday.” For some reason I thought the race was happening in two weeks. I decided on the spot that I’m just not prepared to run it.
It’s fun to follow a tradition like running Dirty Sock every year, as I do with the Marcie Mazzola run, the New Hyde Park 8K and Cow Harbor, among other races. But I’m not feeling the need to run it and I’d rather focus on Cow Harbor that happens a month from now. I’ll miss the experience of running the Dirty Sock, but I’m sure of my decision. I can always head to Babylon one of these weekends and run the course on my own.