It is safe to say that marathon training is starting to take over my life. I’ve already had one 50+ mile week, and, if the rest of the week goes as planned, this week will be even bigger. Yesterday I set out for my longest midweek run ever: 14 miles.
Two weeks ago, during my cutback week, my long run was 14 miles. Now that same run is classified as a “medium long run” and my husband is left wondering what sort of crazy marathon pills I have been taking. Before I left for my run I told my husband that I couldn’t tell if I was dreading this run or looking forward to crushing 14 miles on a Wednesday. His response was that if I wasn’t sure if I was looking forward to the run, I was probably dreading it. He was probably right.
|So happy for gorgeous views and company on at least part of my run!|
I’m happy this run fell on a Wednesday so I could join the Downhill from Here for about 6 miles of my run. Downhill from Here is a social run that starts at a park approximately 6 miles from my house. That gave me a solid 12 miles and I figured I could just add an extra two miles in the park. Also I am super grateful to have a husband who was willing to come pick me up when I finished my run (and then take me to Chipotle #besthusbandever)
The downside to the Downhill from Here group run is that you have to run up a massive hill to reach the whole “downhill from here” part. Usually this is about 3 miles into the run. Yesterday it was 10 miles into my run. It was a killer climb, but honestly wasn’t as bad as I was expecting. When I got tired I tried to just focus on pumping my arms or picking up my knees.
|Silly Garmin. The elevation gain is definitely not 0.|
When my watch finally clicked over to 11 miles I let myself start counting down the miles. I was ready to be done. I kept myself running by dreaming about the huge chocolate chip cookie my husband would have waiting in the car for me. And a bottle of water that was actually cold. And a huge burrito bowl.
I’m looking forward to the fact that tonight’s run is a paltry 6 miles. And then shaking my head at myself for considering an hour long run paltry.