On Sunday we set out for our 23 mile-long run. And boy, was it longgg! It took us 5 hours and 2 minutes and it was the first time we didn't stop for a potty break. I have to say, that this run was painful. More like, PURE TORTURE, if you really want to know. I could tell in my legs, particularly my knees, that I hadn't fully recovered from the 20 mile run 2 weeks prior. About halfway through the run my knees started aching and my pinkie toe on my left foot started rubbing against the toe next to it. I tried several times to re-adjust and even took off my shoe to see if that would do the trick. But no! My toe was on fire for about 13 miles and ended up with a nasty blister. I'm not sure what happened. I've never had that happen before. Next time I'll bring some Glide or a bandaid or two, just incase. The last mile we tried to just run the whole way instead of doing our intervals because it was just getting too hard to stop. Somehow, it was easier to just keep going. This was the most mentally challenging run I have ever done. I really had to keep focused and know that I was going to make it to the end.
With 16 days left until the race, I am feeling a mixture of relief and sadness at once. Like my friend, S, said, "I can't wait to get back to running for fun, and not running because I have to." I love the friendship and the feeling of being dedicated to an important goal, and yet, sometimes it gets to be too rigid...
I watched a couple videos online on the race and it looks really exciting. I'm looking foward to running on the beach. I sort of wish it was toward the end of the route only because the water is so calming and beautiful(I'm a BIG beach person).
Next stop: What to wear???
To Be Continued...
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