Everything within me did NOT want to get up this morning at 3:20 to run 20+ miles, but I made myself do it anyway. I had a pretty late night, and after midnight, I told myself that I didn't need the run, and if I wanted to sleep in instead when the alarm went off, I'd go ahead and do it. When the alarm went off, I told myself the same thing again, but I also knew that if I went ahead and ran, I would be really glad I did, so I over-rode my lower self-talk, and forced myself out of bed. :D
It ended up being one of those not-so-great runs. I had intended to do 22-24 miles, but I felt tired and sore for pretty much the entire run. I kept thinking to myself, "This is my RECOVERY week!" About mile ten, I realized that I forgot the body glide, and that I was going to have chaffed arms. About mile 11, my legs were getting pretty sore, and I thought I would just make myself do 13 miles, and call it good enough. But about that time, my friend Katie caught me, and talked my ear off for the rest of the run, which made me forget how miserable I was! I figured I would quit at mile 20, which was good enough. But when we got to the cars at the bottom of HWY 18, I was at 21.2 miles...and I thought "Why not?" I ended up getting in 22 miles in 3:29:01...a decent pace for how awful I felt.
The GREAT news of the run was this...NO HEADACHE! That alone makes me deliriously happy, since it's been 5 weeks since I've been able to work out without paying for it in the form of a monster headache. And I was right...I was REALLY glad I did the run, once it was all over and done with. :D | 