So...from the title of this post you can guess that today is not going to be in the top 5 of my runs. But - there is something special about it, which I will tell you at the end.
Today started out right - slept in a bit, ate my beloved bagel w/PB, packed up, and got ready to run. I even remembered to put my camera in my fannypack so I could take the pictures of my running route!
|Practical AND stylish.|
I had a good start - trying to stay slow which has been a struggle recently. Sometimes I'm not sure what slow is to me. I do the talk test under my breath every once in a while but since I run alone it's a little awkward, Maybe I should try to fake that my headphones are for a phone and have an imaginary conversation? Will give that more thought.
My first five miles are not that interesting - mostly city blocks. Then I enter a small park - including a dog run! I'm lucky that I've never been threatened by any of the dogs I've ever run by.
|What a cutie!|
I continued on through the park and had a little friend running parallel to me for a bit!
There's definitely some hilliness in Cambridge - biggest one is in this park. I will admit that later in the run I walked up one hill, but otherwise I stuck to it.
More city, and then - the river. Lots of pictures there.
Really nice to run along on sunny days as today was. I usually see kayakers at some point and today I did see one person out, but didn't get the camera out in time to catch him. But I did catch some other river travelers.
Oh, and another dog.
|What a sweetie!|
I have no idea what they are, I just love their shapes.
Made it back to my gym to pick up my stuff. But it really was a close one. My right hip started feeling stiff around mile 5; my left joined in around mile 8. I was happy when the left kicked in - I was symmetrical now! I wouldn't be babying one side and running in bad form! What a loon.
The important part about this run was that I had a new longest distance run. I did 14 miles. I wanted to give up at mile 8 and catch the T back. I wanted to give up at mile 13 and give myself another week to add the mileage. What kept me going is that knowledge that if I cut this run short I wouldn't make my 100 miles. I tried to say "oh, I'll make it up later..." but I knew that was a lie. So - fought through.
In total honesty the last three miles were a liberal application of the walk/run principal. If I was to publish my splits (which I will not, for pride's sake), it would show a steep decline from mile 1 to mile 12-14. Not good.
It might have been from doing a tempo run yesterday or I might not have been stretching post-run enough this week (or ever). Today was a mental toughness day and I am proud to say that although my body wanted to give up, my spirit didn't.