This was me at mile 7. Not at mile 23.05. I pretty much crawled to my car at the end of the run, there was no way any sort of jumping was going to happen at that point.
And the below picture was at mile 11. Still happy. I was not smiling past mile 16. That is okay. I am going to blame it on the fact that I got 4 hours of sleep on Friday night (instacare with Brooke for an ear infection and then of course I had to watch at least one episode of House before going to bed). Whatever it was, yesterday was hard. It was great as far as mental training goes because I had to push through to the end even though we ran by our cars (with 6 miles left to go) and let’s be honest… If I was by myself, I probably would have jumped in my car instead of finishing.
I LOVED running into good friends all along the trail. Everyone was out getting their Saturday long run on. Lots of spring/early summer marathons coming up!
Now just to run each mile 1 minute and 5 seconds faster (and 3.15 more of them;)
Totally normal behavior. The other week a group of 10 years olds (I am just guessing that is how old they were) walked by us while we were sitting in the river taking our ice bath (it was also raining and freezing outside) and they thought for sure we were crazy. I wanted to explain to them that when I do this after a long run I recover four trillion times faster than when I don’t.
I had a big breakfast and as soon as I finished I put chicken, a sweet potato, carrots and salsa in the crockpot for lunch. I have the deepest love for the crockpot. It makes life so easy and every food so delicious.
Followed by the mandatory long run apple fritter.
Eggs, avocados and english muffins for dinner and then I took my s’mores bars to a movie watching party. They received great reviews.
And a hello from Brooke.
I hope you get to sleep in today, or take a nap or both. I will be doing both.