Hello friends! Today was the first day in a long time that I woke up and truly did not want to run. No reason…just really wasn’t feeling it. BUT – I had a 7-miler on the scheduler, and there was no way I was going to miss my long run this week! I woke up at 6:18 am – the alarm was set for 6:35. So I turned off the alarm and was in and out of sleep until 7. I got up, ate my Lara Bar, let the cat outside to play for a bit, got dressed, and picked up around the house. At 8, I went outside to bring the cat in…and he was nowhere to be found!!! OK, I know he’s just a cat, but I think he was once contracted out for stealth operations…he’s that good. Needless to say, 15 minutes later, and a whole lot of shaking his treat bag, the lil’ guy magically shows up on my front porch. OK – there goes my early run plan. But what’s 30 minutes, right?
So I head for the trailhead, determined to try out a newly mapped route (MapMyRun.com is awesome for that!). As soon as I get there and step out of my car, I’m thinking, it’s hot. It’s damn hot. Maybe I will only get in 4 miles. Yeah…real positive there chica! So I start out, my legs are a little tight, but I feel awesome! My first mile was 9:22. My immediate thought –there is no way you can keep up this pace…you better watch it. Ok – Negative Nancy was on my shoulder and I couldn’t shake her! Mile 2 – flew by! 9:37 pace. Ok…but you still have 5 miles!
Uugghh. at Mile 2.5, I was keeping steady…then BAM! Brick wall. For some reason, I couldn’t get out of my funk. I slowed down…way down. Mile 2 was 10:27. Gah…a whole minute?! Mile 4 – was just a straight stretch, back towards my car. All I could think was, maybe I will stop and get some fresh water…walk a bit. Yeah…4 miles is good enough. What was going on? I had run 6 miles three weeks in a row, no problem. I even had a fast 4-miler earlier in the week. The 4-mile marker was looming in the distance, and I just couldn’t quit. I think every explicative ran through my head before I reasoned that it’s only 3 more miles! Yeah, Nancy kicked in, at your pace that over 30 more minutes…good luck with that. Uugghh. Mile 4 was 10:49 pace.
So I thought…just keep shuffling. I can at least do 6 miles, no problem. From this point on, I was running on the Trace. I only had to go up to 5.5 miles, turn around, and when I got back, it would be 7 miles! Yeah, if only that easy. Miles 5 and 6 CRAWLED by. I kept thinking…please let my next 1/2 mile marker be just after that bridge. No…ok…just after that funny shaped tree. No…ok…just anytime soon will do! Mile 5 was 11:19 pace. Mile 6 was 11:26 pace. To keep myself going, I kept playing the what if game. What if I just stopped and threw-up here? Nah…no-one around to feel sorry for me. What if those aren’t wind chills, but hypothermia chills? Oh yeah…its 83* outside. Ok…what if I pass out from the heat? Eh…i would prolly get some pre-teens cycling by too absorbed in how their bikes look to notice me. What if I stepped on a snake-would I be able to calm it with my Parseltongue? Oh yeah…I don’t speak to snakes. What if I got chased by a squirrel? It would probably be like those commercials where they cause a car accident and stop and laugh at me! What if I stepped in horse poo? How long would the smell stay with me? Yeah – loads of fun. By this time, I was disgusted with myself. I thought, I finished mile 6 faster than any other mile the last three times I ran this…why not now? Ha. I “sprinted” with all I had…and my time only went down to 11 minute average pace. That was a blow to the ego. So then I just kinda gave up and zoned out until I heard Total Distance, 7.01 miles from my fabulous RunKeeper app. And I didn’t throw up. And I didn’t pass out. And I didn’t even die. I ran a 10:41 pace for Mile 7.
But I finished! And I ran the whole time!! And it’s my longest distance to date!!! And although I had a mental goal of 1 hour 10 minutes (10 min/mile) – I finished in 1 hour 13 minutes and 46 seconds. Not too shabby, Nancy!