So this last week has been a little crazy. As I stated last week I was still dealing with the gunk. I ran Thursday on the treadmill – got in 5 miles before I had to give it up. My iPod had died, so I was stuck trying to be motivated without music. Ha! That was fun. But I was busy trying to get organized and pack for our weekend trip to Idaho. In order to make life on Thursday less crazy, I rescheduled an eye appointment for Sweet Pea and thank goodness Bunco was cancelled, because there were not enough hours on Thursday to get it all done. But I got the run in. I got work done. And, most importantly, I got ready for the road trip.
I was planning on getting my long run in either Saturday or Sunday and I hadn’t quite decided which day would be better. They day we were going to be spending wandering around the art fair and the zoo in Boise or the day before I had to drive back home. I opted to go for Saturday before heading into Boise. So after staying up until 11 pm chatting with Tiffany, being woken up at 3 a.m by two kids who needed more blankets because they were cold, the random alarm in the room I was sleeping in going off at 4 a.m. – when my alarm went off at 5:30 (mind you, this is 4:30 my time), I dragged myself out of bed, got dressed in my never-worn-before Nike running pants and my new long-sleeved shirt from Thriv. I ate some breakfast and got my gear together. I was hoping to be on the road by 6:30 knowing that my run was supposed to last 2:40. It was still pretty dark at 6:30, so I decided to go on my run backwards from what I originally had planned so I would have sidewalks to run on until the sun came up.
Let me tell you, 16 miles is a long way. My knee and hip were still being weird, but only for the first few minutes of running and then they would feel fine until I had to stop at a light and start again. The first 8 miles were beautiful. I felt good. I was eating and hydrating trying to stay on top of the fatigue. At 8 miles I took my gel. I was at 1:21 minutes. I was right on schedule. I still felt pretty good through mile 12, though I was starting to feel tired. I kept running past what I knew were shortcuts and thinking, “mmm, I could just take that and I’d be done sooner.” But then the smart part of my brain – the not tired part – would reprimand me because if I took a shortcut then I wouldn’t get the miles in. And I needed to get these miles in! Because I took my route backwards I had to pass by the turnoff for Tiffany’s house, which probably would have put me at 14 miles, and I almost took it. But instead I soldiered on. By the end of mile 14, I stopped and walked. My knee was starting to hurt and I just wanted a break. I sent Tiffany a text saying where I was and she responded with “pancakes are ready and waiting for you.” Ooh, yum! I was hungry. I wogged the last 3/4 of a mile and was so happy to be back at the house. I stretched and rolled my hips and legs out with the foam roller. I drank a ton of Nuun and water. Oddly I wasn’t starving by the time I was ready to sit down and eat. I ate an egg, a couple slices of bacon, and about one big pancake.
This was me after breakfast, pre-shower glory.
My mileage last week was the most I’ve ever logged in one week. 33 miles.
This week I’m hoping to get my three quality runs in. My long run, a tempo run, and my goal-paced run. Let’s hear it for training!
And I’ll leave you with a picture that made me think of running in Texas.