Today, Hubby and I ran 12 miles. And it was amazing. Author’s Note: This post is going to be long and wordy.
Hubby and I woke up bright and early (I’m talking like 7, thanks Copley!), drank some coffee and ate 2 pieces of whole wheat toast with peanut butter. Then it was time to hit the road.
I hit the road today with my iPod. I don’t normally run with music, but I wanted to try something different just to see what would happen. I am happy to report that I loved it. Thank you, T.Swift! I focused on the song and running to the beat. I want to make a playlist of only upbeat music so next week is even better.
We ran our normal route but on the road because the snow was piled up so high.
Mile 1 – 3 flew! I felt like I looked down at my watch and all of a sudden, it said 3.06! WTF. It was the best feeling. Then, I looked at my pace and saw sub-12 min. miles. THIS IS HUGE. I know I am a slow runner. I have accepted it. I don’t care what anyone thinks. Haters gonna hate, hate, hate, hate.
Around mile 2.5, there was a huge hill. I think of hills as something I have to conquer. I will make this hill my bitch. <— excuse my language, but that’s exactly what it was like. I kicked it into high gear and pretty much sprinted up the hill! My pace was 10:40. I felt like Brad Pitt running on the treadmill in Burn After Reading.
Mile 6 and 7 were the absolute best miles the entire time. I felt amazing and kept pushing one foot in front of the other. It was my runner’s high moment. Yes, running highs are real.
I had a GU around 6.5 and that definitely helped push me through. We kept trucking along and then mile 9 came. Between 8 and 10 always sucks during the half marathon, and that fact held true today. The other thing, the huge hill from mile 2.5 came around mile 9. The hill later in the run is a lot steeper then the way out. I thought I had enough energy to really kick it into high gear, but I only had the energy to try not to die.
And die I didn’t. I conquered another hill and busted it out for the last 2 miles.
The last 2 weren’t easy. Actually, they were quite brutal. Saving grace: a peanut butter GU and the last song on my iPod was T.Swift’s Shake it Off.
When it was all over, I felt one thing: accomplished. We made this run our bitch. We hit the hills, got faster and only saw the hill from the rear view mirror. Our pace was 15 seconds faster than last week! I feel strong and that we can actually do this 26.2 thing.
This run reminded me why I love running and training. I love pushing my body and my mind to the limit to see what how far I can go.
Now I’m off to eat some pizza and drink some wine. It’s deserved, right?
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