I didn’t run the 10 miles I had hoped for either.
Nope, nope, nope.
I ran 10.45 miles!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Rub your weary eyes there, blogging buddies – it’s not a typo! Today was my longest run EVER. I moved my Pokey behind for 10.45 miles – checked and double checked both by Map My Run and Google Maps. Naaah, I’m not a skeptic! ;)
Even without our fearless, inspirational leader, Lisa and I knocked down a fantastic 8 miles together. We did a lot of talking & walking and hit the target we had set out for today. And as any fantastic running buddy and route planner would do, Lisa somehow managed to leave me exactly 1.5 miles from home. So even if I had wanted to quit, it was the only way home. Lisa had helped drag me 80% of the way – and the rest was up to me.
I said goodbye to Lisa so that she and the Java Family could head off the church. The next couple miles weren’t easy – with no iPod, I was left trapped in my own head again….along with no running buddy to keep me motivated. It took some pretty serious and tough self talk to get me thru the remainder of the run – and I padded it with a bit extra to make sure I hit the 10 mile mark. There was no way I was coming up short today.
Other than being tired and hot at the end, everything felt good. No hip flexors screaming at me, no calf muscle spasms/cramps, no numb feet – it was just about as good as it gets for me.
So the elusive 10 mile mental – and physical – barrier is gone. And the realization that this morning I was only about 2 ½ miles away from Big Sur hit me.
2 weeks and 2 ½ miles.
BRING IT ON!