Hello blogging bffers. As some of you may or may not know-one of my buddies came down to run a huge 50k in my area (no I did not run that dear god) and so I have been playing good hostess (or at least trying to be). I’ll write up a weekend post sometime soon. 🙂
I have to say that my blog is becoming very running focused lately, but in all honesty that is what I’m doing currently right now. So that is how the cookie crumbles. I’ll post other random things too…eventually. Anywho-
Today I ran 18.23 miles and yes that .23 is important. I went to spectate the Seashore 50k (the race that my friend from school Justin was doing). He finished in 4:07, but that is for another blog. Since I wouldn’t really be able to watch the entire race, the dad and I thought we would do a run out there while Justin was running. It was only supposed to be between 10-15 miles (well that is what my day called for) but the daddykins had other plans.
You see the real plan in his mind was to run two loops of an eight mile track. I was going to switch into my flats at mile 8 (granted I felt okay), have a gel and delayer. Perfect-I thought so.
We watched the start of the 50k at 8am, and then went back to the car and got ready for our run. The first few miles were uneventful-I just told dad about my last few weeks of school, he asked me if I had a new boyfriend yet (as he always does) and he talked about home life.
Around mile 4, we decided to go a different loop and kept going straight in the park. No big deal because we could still loop around.
Around mile 6, my dad in his glazed eyes said “are you feeling good today?”
“Decently,” I replied.
“want to run to the hot tuna and back?” (the hot tuna is a bar on the oceanfront which is about 9 miles away from where we started”
“Let’s do this shit.”
And that is how it happened. We ran the 9 miles there and back.
Things I did during this run:
- Ran the last 3.1 mile stretch of the race I got my stress fracture at.
- Drank an entire bottle of Gatorade without getting sick.
- Hit a huge wall at mile 16.
- Saw the leaders holding a 7 minute pace for a trail 50k.
- Had a 70 year old man tell me I had a nice ass.
- Never delayered and ran the entire run in my Newtons
- Jogged the entire area where my 20k will take place in January (the one I’m gearing up for)
- Saw many of my DM friends do awesomely.
Oh and yes this was my longest run to date (previously 16.25 miles).
Where does this take me in my running now you ask?
I’ve had 3 back to back 65+ mile weeks (this week will be closer to 80 actually). That means I am taking a cut week and running between 30-40 miles of easy running to let my little muscles regrow and blossom.
Maybe I’ll get into the pool but that is a big maybe.
Questions for you:
- 1. Do you take gels?
- 2. Do you ever spectate races?