22 miles @ 8:06 average pace. Boston, we are coming for you.
3 things made this run extremely entertaining:
1. The conversation. You’d think that you would run out of things to say at some point during our three hours of running together but nope. We couldn’t talk fast enough to get it all in.
2. Not that I am house hunting I am super aware of every house that we run by and what I like about them. I almost asked Rachelle to stop at one house that we ran by that was for sale to take a tour of it but decided it would probably be weird to knock on their door at 6 a.m.
3. Boston is getting so close that I can feel it in my blood. It is finally almost here and it kept things exciting.
Let’s start from the beginning. We woke up crazy early and I ate some toast with jam. My sweetest Dad drove us up the canyon so that we could start our run with some downhill miles. My coach recommended starting with downhill miles and then throwing in some rolling hills which is exactly what we did. The first 8 miles were downhill… trying to get those quads ready for that!
We are all pretty used to running in the dark but after my dad dropped us up he decided to drive behind us (a road in the canyon that is pretty much deserted) for the first three miles until we got unto the trail. He wanted us to have the light from his headlights. Father of the year.
Also, I had forgotten my gloves and realized this as I was getting out of the car (it was pretty cold until the sun came up). My Dad randomly had a pair of gloves in his pocket and gave them to me. It saved my hands from falling off.
And then we went up. There is a hill that is about 1.5 miles long (with one short little flat part) and it is killer. This was at about mile 10 and then we did a bunch of rollers and finished the run with about 4 miles of a slight/tiny incline back to our cars.
Ran on by the Provo temple which always makes me happy. I love this town (and the surrounding towns) of mine.
I went a tiny bit longer than Rachelle and when I got back to my car this was there from her. A perfect cup of water and blueberry bread. I almost cried of happiness. Overall, I am very happy with how the run went and felt like I could keep going. 51 miles so far this week and I might be able to fit in one more short run at some point.
I got back home right as Brooke was finishing her phone call with her dad and then we showered and did our post-long-run-ritual of a Cafe Rio steak salad.
Followed by a trip to the mall to find a pair of shoes for my bridesmaid’s dress on Saturday.
Brooke’s elmo socks went very well with the shoes that she chose out.
How often do you wear heels?
-1 time for every 231 days.
What made your last run entertaining?
What are you having for dinner tonight? I am already planning mine out in my head and want to hear what you are having!