First, I think I signed up for too many half-marathons. Sure, 13.1 miles is good for the legs, but not when you're supposed to be pushing 16, 18, or 20. And I push way harder during a half marathon than during a long run, so I just don't have it left to hit the extra miles.
Then I had that 5K last Saturday. I know you all are thinking, uh, why would 3.1 miles derail you? Well, because I killed it (by my standards), which it turn, killed my legs. It also meant I gave up a Saturday. My only way to get in a Sunday run was to run at the crack of dawn before church. Which is why I only made it 14.5 miles before calling it quits due to time (probably could've been longer if we hadn't been dragging so slowly due to overused legs).
And add onto that, I will be out of town Friday-Sunday next weekend living my other life - art shows. I design and sell jewelry, and typically do a number of juried art shows, but I cut way way back this fall due to marathon training. I will probably pick back up in the spring. So while I might be able to fit in a shorter run in the mornings, I'm usually at the shows pretty early and on my feet all day. Pretty much, a long run will not happen.
With all that said, I still didn't have a solid plan for how I was getting a run in this weekend. But the stars aligned and I got a phone call on Thursday night from a running pal, Pat, asking me to accompany her on a 10 mile run on Friday morning. At first, I thought, that won't work... I have Paige. But then I reconsidered knowing my weekend would be busy, and my husband would be working, and I better take the opportunity. So I contacted my dad, and he was up for taking Paige off my hands for a few hours, so I could get to the lake with Pat. But I still wanted my 18. I was just accepting that it would be nice to have company for half of it.
Thursday night, the cards started to stack up against me. I had a fever between 101 and 102. I had a headache, sore throat, and major cramping. Fun times... but I still had all plans to get out the next morning. Fortunately, I woke up feeling decent and fully capable of running.
Pat and I started out at a pretty good pace, but quickly realized we better pull back. We had to make a couple of short stops - potty, water fountain, etc. But we kept them as brief as possible. One loop around the lake is 9 miles. And I was still feeling good at the end of loop #1, but it's still hard to pass your car and head back out around. Pat wanted a full 10 though, so we actually passed our cars by 0.5 mile and then came back to hit the even 10. I grabbed a quick sip of gatorade, refilled my water bottle, grabbed some sports beans, and headed back out alone.
Obviously, I took today off... REST DAY!!! And a very welcome one.
Good luck to all my bloggie friends hitting marathons tomorrow (mostly Chicago and Portland)!
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