I’m really slacking on this whole blogging thing and I wish I could say it’s not going to happen again but it probably will. I feel like these days time is really getting the best of me and I never have time to stop and enjoy anything. I even feel like my running is always rushed because I always have to be here or there. But the good news is I just told my managers at work that I absolutely need Sundays off to complete those nice long runs so hopefully that catches me up on life a little bit!
Two Sundays ago, my sisters and I ran seven miles in the park and boy was it cold! But other than my nose running constantly (now I know to bring plenty of tissues to the Love Run), we all did very very well. For me, I hit a small wall a little more than halfway through at mile four but I quickly overcame it and by mile six, I was sprinting the rest of the way. I even saw my aunt when I had less than a mile to go but didn’t stop to say hi because I was on such a roll. Don’t worry though, I apologized to her later. But look at me go!
That seven mile run really prepared me for the real thing. First of all, at the end of March no one knows what the weather is going to be so you have to be ready for any type of weather including snow or bitter temperatures. Also, I realized that I haven’t been preparing for hills or inclines when I run on the treadmill. Even though my sister who has two half marathons under her belt told me there aren’t many throughout the race, it is still important to remember the route isn’t going to be flat the whole time. And lastly, I know I’ve said this before but it is a million times easier to run with a partner and I’m fortunate enough to have two of them! We really push each other to stay together. Like when I hit that wall at mile four, I probably would have slowed down or even started to walk if I was by myself. But I didn’t want to let my sisters get too far ahead of me so I sped up my pace to keep up which helped me overcome that wall. All three of us also took turns being the leader, even the twin who always used to say she could never keep up with us and always doubted herself! Just being out in that fresh air (even though it was very cold) was a nice change of pace from being in that stuffy gym all the time. I think that seven mile run was a nice little confidence booster for all of us.
The eight mile run was not as easy. I know it’s just a mile more but Sunday was the day where the wind chill took us below zero so we were kind of forced to stay inside which I was not happy about. Running for almost eighty minutes on a treadmill did not turn me on whatsoever. But guess what? I did it! Here’s proof:
And I did it in 76 minutes which for me is not too shabby. My little secret is that I do not look at the screen to see how far or long I’ve been running because once I look one time, I can’t stop and before I know it that is all I’m focusing on and time seems to go by so slow. So I just listened to my music until I felt like it’s been long enough and I looked down at the treadmill and it said I ran 6.87 miles which was when I picked up the pace and ten minutes later I was done. It’s not an easy thing to not keep your eye on the numbers but you’ll be glad you didn’t peek!
Well, that is all the advice/time I have today, but hopefully you’ll be hearing from me again soon! Happy running!!