Today was the big test for Catherine (12 weeks post c-section). We ran 10 last Saturday and 14 this week. It was probably too big a jump, but really we were supposed to run 12 last week. She felt great after the run last week. So we agreed to try to get 'up to schedule' this Saturday. She had to take it really slow, and is just so proud she's out there doing it (and at a 9:24 m/m average). I know it was a long run, but I actually felt like I was holding back. On mile 7 going past Vivian Park toward Big Springs, I felt unbelievably strong going up that hill, and I just wanted to lay into it and push. Why can I run an 8:00 m/m uphill, but can't seem to maintain it on a flat stretch? Hills feel good to me. We also ran pretty fast coming down (sub 8:00's). I'm learning about downhill running and am getting much better at it. By mile 12, I was really feeling like I needed to put the pedal to the metal and so I ran two 7:45 minute miles (13 & 14) and then ran back a bit and waited for Catherine. How annoying is it when your running partner is just that chipper? I'm sorry Catherine, I couldn't help it. It felt so good. I just hope this level of fitness can last or, better yet, improve until October. I wish I could have pushed even harder today, I had it in me. I came home and ate this little bag of whole grain ceral (like 9 grain) called Rock-it Fuel that I got at the Moab Half Marathon in my goodie bag. It's got flax, oats, millet, sunflower & sesame seeds, raisins/bluberries, and other stuff. It was so yummy, I ate it while sitting in a cool bath. I wonder if I'm the only person who eats in the tub. I do that alot actually. Is that weird? | 