Last year I put all of my running effort towards extremely long distances – marathons. I was regularly doing 15+ mile runs (before I got injured), and barely felt warmed up before running 3 or 4 miles. This year I’ve barely run over 6 or 7 miles at a time, with the exceptions of the Shamrock 15k in March and the Eugene Half Marathon in May. This thought didn’t occur to me until right before I was lining up for the Tillamook Bay 10k. I was grateful that I did have a couple 6-7 mile runs to rely on from the past few weeks, but running 6 miles is one thing – racing 6 miles is another. As the race was about to begin I experienced part concern and part intrigue (and part sleepiness, as I often do at the start of morning races).