Done. 3 hours 39 minutes and 55 seconds. Perfect weather, lots of hills, and I felt really great. I’ve never been so prepared for a marathon, I’m not sure what to expect.
Things are going to be good this time.
Done. 3 hours 39 minutes and 55 seconds. Perfect weather, lots of hills, and I felt really great. I’ve never been so prepared for a marathon, I’m not sure what to expect.
Things are going to be good this time.
18 miles this morning in 3 hours and 22 minutes – still slow, but I ended that little 5k pity party I had going on and slapped myself back into reality. It was cool, breezy and felt so easy. It’s Runner Susan again.
Yeah. 23 miles was on my plan for the day. I ran 5 and quit. Would you like me to bullet my excuses? No? Well I’m gonna do it anyway.
Okay now. I think I’ll try a do-over tomorrow morning with a better attitude. Although it will still be stupid hot outside.
Massoman came out to my neck of the woods this morning to run part of my long run with me; he needed hills and I needed pacing. When we started at 5AM it was only 72 wonderful degrees outside – a welcome relief to the blazing heat wave we’ve had going on here in Texas. (Although I feel the need to throw in the 85% humidity part)
My goal for this run was to keep up with Massoman. And for the record, Massoman is 7 feet tall, so I take about three steps for every one of his. I am only pointing this out because I feel I should get some handicap minutes because obviously, I’m not 7 feet tall. Anyway, back to the subject. It was a really hard and fast run – especially when I was going uphill and wanted to stop and walk, and normally I do. It was then that I thought of those effing plate runners and how much harder those are than running up these stinking hills. So I kept running. And I didn’t stop. Not for one hill. Not for the entire run.
I know I look like a sea-monkey, but I’m a little bit psyched because I just finished running 16 miles at a 9:34 pace. ME! I did that. And I still can’t believe it.