Turns out eating ridiculous amounts of junk all weekend and at a buffet the night before your tempo run is going to make you feel awful for the entire thing.
I knew from the first step it was going to be a rough one.
1 mile @ 8:22
6.2 miles @ marathon pace (6:51)
Sat down on the grass for a few minutes (paused my garmin) because those tempo miles did not feel great but that is okay because it is all part of the game.
1.1 miles @ 8:24
Average pace for 8.2 miles = 7:14
I think runners need to give themselves a pat on the back for a second. Running a lot of times just plain ol’ hard.
It’s hard to get out of bed and out the door, it’s hard if we are tired/sore/not feeling great. It’s hard when we have set-backs and running around in the heatt/humidity/freezing cold is tough work. But we keep doing it because we know the benefits make all of the hard stuff worth it. That takes a lot of self-discipline to continue to do something that can be super hard along the way just because we know the end goal is worth it.
So, keep setting that alarm clock at crazy early times, keep pushing yourself out of that comfort zone and continue to run when quitting sounds a lot easier. It pays off in the end. And this tempo run that I had today (that felt slightly like death) will pay off come October 3rd in St. George:)
Now to muster up some self-discipline when it comes to donuts.
I did love getting to see the sunrise when I started. I stick to the busy roads whenever I am running on my own in the morning. I just have to watch like a hawk for any uneven sidewalk cracks because if there is one then I will trip on it.
Yep, just sat there for a bit after the tempo portion and took a picture of my feet because that is normal behavior.
I went right over to go see my mom (I mean… it had been a whole 5 days since the last time I saw her) after my run and she had just finished up her bike workout in her cougar shirt.
And then since I have missed having Brooke play with my face, I went over and had my nephew try to rip my nose off.
This little man is the happiest baby I have ever been around. He has been such a huge blessing for my sister to have such a happy baby while recovering from her back surgery. She gets to try running on Thursday.
And the randoms:
-Our most listened to song on our road trip (we probably listened to it 30 times) was Budapest… I am beyond obsessed with this song and it is perfect for easy runs too!
-We made a lot of gas station stops (because my bladder is the size of a dime) and I saw Neccos at EVERY gas station (because I browse the candy aisle overtime). WHO EATS THESE? I just need to know
-I got to see Candice today. She goes in on Friday to see if she can take her boot off that she has been wearing because of her stress fracture. Cross every finger and toe that things are healing up nicely and that she will be back to running in no time. Injuries are the worst.
What type of candy do you think is the absolute worst?!
What/who do you take the most pictures of?
-Brooke and my running shoes.
What did you think about on your run today?
Morning runners—> what time did you get up today to run?