Monday: 3.1 miles
This was an awesome run because it was a 5K in honor of my friend Tim's 5,000th consecutive day of running! That's right; he has run every. single. day for the past 13+ years. What a beast!
It is worth noting that Adam ran this 5K. Adam never runs. In fact, I think the last time he ran was my very first 5K ever, which was over 3 years ago. His legs were so sore that it was Thursday before he could walk down stairs without hobbling. He finally got a taste of what marathon training feels like!
Wednesday: 5 miles
Nothing too remarkable here. I was pretty excited, though, that I had zero Achilles pain. Progress!
Thursday: 9 miles
I tried something new with this run and ran home from work (and then some)! It was nice to have a different route, and I felt like a badass. It was a gorgeous day, and I enjoyed the skyline and glittering water as the sun set.
Saturday: 18 miles
Oof. Where to begin with this run. This was the most challenging run of my life. Firstly, my legs were still tired from the 9-miler on Thursday. Then, around mile 5 or 6, my right knee suddenly started hurting. When we stopped for water about a mile later, I stretched it out, but it was pretty stiff and felt inflamed. When we started running again, it took me about a quarter-mile to get my knee feeling back to normal. I felt like the Tin Man from The Wizard of Oz after a rain storm. My pace group split up around mile 12, and after falling behind to around an 11:30 pace, I jumped back up to the 11:00 pace at mile 14. The last 4 miles were rough. I had an unfortunate experience with chocolate Gu that made my stomach queasy, and then I'm pretty sure I had my first glimpse of The Wall. You know that line that R.Kelly says, "My mind is tellin' me no, but my
body is tellin' me yes?" I was the opposite of that toward the end of
this run. I was mentally strong, but my body wanted to stop and sit
down. With the help of my teammate, I powered through and finished strong. I was so proud of myself when I looked at my watch and saw the average pace for my run: 11:01.
After stretching, I drove home, showered, and went straight to the running store to buy a pair of compression socks.
I'm too chicken to try an ice bath, so I figured this was the next-best thing for recovery. I was a little skeptical, but I actually think they helped a lot. I can't see myself running in them, but I will definitely slip them on after long runs and races.