Sunday, April 4, 2010

Week 10: check

Week 10 had 15 miles on the calendar, the longest run to date. When I woke up at 4:45 on Saturday morning, I knew I didn't feel well enough to run with the group. I had been fighting a chest cold and was achy and a little feverish. So, I let my friends know I wasn't coming and went back to bed until 9 am, at which point I felt MUCH better. By lunch time I knew I had 15 miles in me, but that I'd be doing it alone on Sunday morning. I know I can physically run 15 miles, but doing it alone is a whole other thing. I've grown quite dependent on my running girls. We not only chat with and distract each other, but we also pace each other nicely.

So, when my friend Jen (who had just run 15 miles on Saturday) offered to run part of it with me on Sunday (what a good friend!), I knew I was set. I left at 6 am and ran to downtown Bangor (5 miles), did a 5 mile out-and-back with Jen, and then ran 5 miles home.

I had told Jen I'd be at our meeting point at 6:50 a.m., and do you know what time I got there? 6:50 a.m. And Jen was exactly where she said she'd be, and I teared up a little when I saw her waving at the bottom of the hill, which doesn't surprise me knowing the way it goes with running and my emotions.

It was great, actually. With Jen helping me to break it up into 3 chunks, and a This American Life podcast on the first 5 miles, and music on the last 5 miles, I did just fine. And it was gorgeous, sunny, and 50 degrees.

The kids were waiting for me at the window, because they had to wait for me to see their Easter baskets. So they were like: "Yay, good job, Mommy, can we have our Easter baskets now?"

Phew. Done. Sweaty. Happy.


ambinlovewlove said...

YaY 15 miles! I run too slow to run with anyone around here so its just me and the squirrels and occasionally my dog Jaime and an ipod.