Well, I made it. I ran 18 miles. And now my legs hurt and I am tired. Surprising, no? Yeah, I didn’t think so I really didn’t know what to expect for this run and I am still not sure what to think of it but let’s go back to the beginning of the morning and recap, shall we? (I apologize in advance for the length of this post. It was a busy morning!)
The morning did not start out on an excellent note…I woke up at 2:30am after having a freaky dream that literally had me shaking when I woke up… this would be a bad dream to have any night of the week but especially this night when I was the only one in the house. Excellent. I finally got back to sleep a little while later but then my alarm went off at about 5am and I was still super freaked out by this nightmare and tired to boot. I was also now sure that someone was going to be stalking/chasing me later on my run as well… great So all these messed up thoughts were going through my head at this point and I almost thought about postponing this run until tomorrow but finally got my self back to reality and realized dreams are not real and I would be fine… lol Some coffee and breakfast may have helped play a part in this reality check?!
I actually switched things up this week after being so starving when I left last week. I finally decided maybe I was up for tackling an actual breakfast instead of just rice cakes that I am pretty sure keep me full about 37 seconds… I have had this massive craving for frozen waffles for the past two weeks so made an impulse purchase at the grocery store yesterday afternoon and picked up a box of Kinnikinnick gluten free waffles. They have zero nutritious value but I figured would be easy enough to digest then. These turned out to be an excellent choice! They tasted really good and kept me full until the 5 mile point which is all I ask of my pre-run breakfast! I had them with a little peanut butter and jelly for toppings.
Because of my freaked out state this morning, I had to figure out a mental plan for my run this morning. Also, I had no options of calling someone to pick me up if I could not make it so I didn’t want to just run nine miles away and turn around and be stuck… So I decided to break this run into two runs. Initially I was planning to do two nine mile runs but decided it would be easier to do a 10 mile and 8 mile run because then I could just turn around when my Garmin beeped instead of tracking the .5 by looking at my watch obsessively… With this game plan, I got dressed and ready to head out.
Oh look, NO SNOW!!!!!
I was also very excited to see this when I woke up this morning. That’s right, folks. No snowstorm last night! What a difference a week makes!
Temps were in the mid 30′s when I woke up and were expected to climb to the mid 40′s by the time I was planning to be done. I decided on capri’s with tall socks, a long sleeve shirt and short sleeve shirt, light gloves and no head band. This ended up being perfect for the first portion of my run but got hot near the end…
For some reason, my “first” run today really dragged on and on… Maybe it was because that route I took was hillier or something, I don’t know but I felt like I’d been running FOREVER to look down and see 6 miles :S Erp… 1/3 done… yuck. Things got a little better after I took my chocolate clif shot at mile 5 and also ran past one of those police signs that tells you your speed. I looked up to see “Have a Nice Day…7…Have a Nice Day…7″. How polite, right? And so nice of them to tell me to have a nice day! Hopefully I won’t get a ticket for my 7mph. (PS, I am pretty sure this was rounding up… I was NOT running 7mph)
<Insert miles 7-10 dragging by rather slowly…>
I stopped back home QUICKLY after 10 miles to switch out water bottles and grab another Clif shot. I also ditched the gloves and fixed my windblown mess of a ponytail. I freaked out a poor little puppy dog who was so excited to see me and then sad to see me leave again like 3 minutes later. Sorry Bud!
Oops... guess Sister now knows I borrowed her bottle. I'll wash it, pleaseforgiveme!
Refueled! And off to tackle my “second” run this morning! For some reason, my mind was totally fooled by this tactic and miles 10-16 were surprisingly fast and relatively easy compared to the first 10. I was seriously flying at this point and kept looking at the Garmin to see 8:45s and making myself slow down. In hindsight, I should have tried harder I also ditched my water bottle for about .2 miles to stretch out my tired, tired arms. I also planned to not stop and just swooop this back up and keep right on going… well, my hands did not respond accordingly and some guy witnessed me totally miss the bottle and tip it over, quickly turn around and try again… oops. I saw him snicker a little but seriously dude, I’m 14 miles in and tired, k? This arm break was VERY welcomed though! I took my third Clif shot at mile 15 and this is where it got rough…
I though the shot would help me but I think I was just too tired for it to make as big of a difference as it did earlier. I was approaching my PDR and fading fast… I made myself keep running until mile 16 but then stopped to walk. My legs seriously felt exhausted. I have never gotten to this level of complete fatigue in my legs before and I am sure it was because I was going too fast for me from miles 10-16. After walking about .2 miles, I painfully started for home.
Well, low and behold, genius that I am, I left the last 2 miles as the only miles on my run that were straight into 20-30mph wind gusts. Excellent. Two miles have never been so hard and passed so slowly in my life. I also don’t think I’ve ever prayed quite as hard to just keep moving, just keep moving. 1,2…1,2… Anyone within earshot thought I was wack-o I am sure because I kept looking at my watch and groaning to see I was SO close but still just not quite there! 17.2 – 18 miles were THE LONGEST 7 minutes of my life thus far (hence the title ) – this was when my legs could hardly move and my arms were exhausted and could not really get my water bottle to my mouth very well and the wind WOULD NOT STOP! It actually got so bad at this point I was feeling like I was being blown backwards… and yet my legs SOMEHOW kept moving at a 9:30 pace. (I think it was the prayers ) I turned a wrong corner at 17.75 to have another person look at me funny when I groaned out loud after realizing these are not the houses that lead to home… oops again! And then finally I watched my Garmin tick from 17.99 to 18.0!!!!! I did it! I ran 18 freaking miles! And took one walking break and one stop home. I never in a million years thought I would get to this point after hurting my back over a month ago! And yet, here I am, with a new PDR (and really tired legs)!
I know this is the world’s longest post already but I can’t not include this little tidbit… I always stretch in the driveway when I get home before going in the house and after being in a super awkward hip flexor stretch, looked up to see two ladies getting out of their car to come talk to me… oh excellent. I didn’t want to be mean (for once ) so I politely apologized for that little stretching show and the fact that I smell and listened to their little shpeal about Anger. Haha! That was definitely the most awkward time I have been visited by Jehovah’s Witnesses! Sorry ladies, I know I smelled
After stretching some more (inside), I fixed up breakfast and am now sitting on my bed and contemplating a) napping before showing, b) napping after showering or c) something about an ice bath…brrrrr. Despite that, I have an awful craving for ice-cream… might have to go get some for “lunch” in a little bit! Also, I have to muster enough energy to babysit tonight…. yikes!