26.2 miles. 26.2 miles. Miles. Not feet. Not yards. Not even kilometers. Miles. Every time I finish running a half marathon, the thought always enters my mind, “Who in their right mind would want to run those 13.1 miles again??” Well, clearly, at some point I lost my mind and decided that I should run those 13.1 miles again. But, I have to say, I am SO glad I did! Let me rewind just a bit. As I mentioned before, I’ve been running (off and on) for ten years and have quite a few races under my belt. I wouldn’t necessarily say I love to run but I do love the excitement of running in a race (and the medals…it’s all about the medals, right?). Last year, Walt Disney World…