This weekend's Bangor Daily News had an article about my running group. We thought it was pretty awesome.
In marathon training news, today's long run was a 19-miler and I swear that today was the very first long run where weather was not a negative force. It was gorgeous. We started at 6 am, so it was pretty cold still (27 degrees) but we gained about 20 degrees over the course of the run. We did a 9.6 mile loop 2 times for a total of 19.3. Four of the sole sisters were able to run with us, plus John who practically is a sole sister by now. :)
Up until this point in the run, I was pleasantly surprised to be feeling strong considering I've been fighting something all week. I started getting a little over-confident about how good I felt, and then I started to really hurt at mile 17. 2 miles left, and it was mostly downhill, and I was really sore. I made sure to keep reminding myself that it was my legs that hurt, and that my mind was still clear. I wasn't going to let those mental demons get me down at that point, so I just let it be my legs that hurt. Just my legs.
I missed one run this week due to not feeling well but am very happy about today's long run. And even happier when I drove home and found a totally clean, empty, quiet house. Sam had cleaned up and then taken the kids out to the park so I could shower, refuel, and pull myself together before they all got back. I appreciated that so much. I had some advil and sat in the porch in a tank top in the sunshine.
We spent the rest of the day outside in the 60 degree sunny day. The kids are filthy and quite pleased about it.
Tonight is Red Sox-Yankees. But first we are having chili dogs for dinner and then s'mores on our camp fire on the patio. I have a post-long-run buzz. I'm just a little bit happy. Week 13: CHECK.