Tuesday, April 17, 2012
On Sunday I ran my second 18-mile run, and it was everything I was hoping it would be. This past week has been stressful. Lots of stuff going on and my grandma’s funeral was on Saturday, so I spent the week on a strange emotional rollercoaster while trying to keep up with all of my usual responsibilities. It was pretty draining, but throughout the week, I was determined to view my next long run in a positive light.
I was actually really looking forward to it. I knew I needed some time to be by myself and reset. I needed to deal with my emotions without using food. More and more I am trying to remember that food is fuel and emotional attachments to food are no good. Not for me.
The weather on Sunday was perfect. The morning was sunny and mid-sixties. I initially wore a sweatshirt but took it off after a mile because it was so beautiful outside. I chose a somewhat flat route that took me into town and out a main street. Sunday mornings are great for running because there are a lot less cars on the road. I felt great and knew it was going to be a good run.
I was almost to mile 11 by the time I felt any kind of discomfort. I was getting pretty thirsty and looking for my husband’s car. I need to mention how awesome Andy is. He not only watches the kids while I run and recover, but he also drives my running route to make sure I’m doing okay and bring me Gatorade. Marathon training is a huge commitment for a runner, but I think that spouses of marathoners do not get nearly enough credit. It puts a lot of strain on the whole family, and Andy has been nothing but supportive and wonderful.
I met up with him and the kids around mile 14 and took a moment to stretch, drain my legs, and guzzle more Gatorade than I probably should have. Andy told me later that the kids love their magical journey to go find mom, and they get really excited when they finally see me :)
The last four miles went pretty well. My knee was doing a lot better and didn’t ache during the run. The last mile was a challenge. I was really starting to struggle but did not hit the wall. I did start spontaneously sobbing (w/out tears), which was kind of weird. I saw a lot of people I know as I ran, and that really helped me keep going.
I was sore for the rest of the day, but I managed to run for 18 miles. I ended up with some huge blisters, but my recovery was pretty quick. I’m feeling a lot more confident about being able to complete the marathon. It’s only 7 weeks away!!!
Play List Confessions
*I cannot run without my iPod. Music helps me keep a steady pace.
*I have Eminem’s “Lose Yourself” scattered throughout my long run play list. It pumps me up and somehow always comes on when I need some extra motivation :)
*About halfway through my long run play list is my “guilty pleasure song” – La Vie Boheme from RENT – Yes, I listen to show tunes while I run.