We are right in the thick of our training, which means that I'm getting tired. I'm finding it harder to do all the mid-week mileage due to being in a very busy time of year at school, feeling pretty beat up by the training, and this week, nursing a strained calf muscle. I shaved off a few miles this week and replaced one run with a bike ride.
This weekend we had 16 on the schedule, but we lost several of our teammates to sickness or out-of-town-ness. So, Susan, Christine and I did the 16 (and Shelly joined us for the first 12).
The 16 miler was fine, but not great. I just felt like I really had to work for every mile this time, and I was very glad to call it done. We did a 12 mile loop that ended us back at Christine's where we pit-stopped for bananas and bathroom. It was a 4 minute stop for stretching and deep breathing that did wonders for my legs and my morale. Then we did a 4-mile out and back to finish the 16.
Also, my brain gets a little slow and I stop thinking clearly. I wish I had an audio recording of the conversation Christine and I had after the run, trying to calculate our pace (and we even had a calculator). I felt like I knew what I wanted to say, and I kept trying to say it, but it wasn't coming out right. After a few back-and-forths with some very obscure formulas and fractions, I bent over laughing and spilled my coffee on the porch. So, running friends, don't ask me any complicated questions during the last third of the marathon, unless you need a laugh.
Next week's long run is a cute, little 12 miler.
7 weeks till Burlington!