The Longest Long Run
This was it. The big 20. Peak week.
The morning started off like any other long run, except this time time I was in Chicago, with my sister, and voting had to take place before we left:
Selfless plug: VOTE VOTE VOTE!!!
As usual it was dark when we started, but check out the spectacular view:
Not bad, right??
They even have an area specifically for runners like me:
Hehe……I kid, I kid.
It really was beautiful. And the change of scenery was just what I needed. The first 10 miles flew by – there was so much to look at! We ran along the lake, around Navy Pier, past downtown and Soldier Field. The path supposedly runs 18 miles one way – perfect for marathon training (we need a path like this along the lake in CLE)!
I was feeling great and enjoying just being in the company of my sister:
I made it to mile 15 with no problem but was starting to feel a little fatigue in my legs. I stopped to stretch for a minute and immediately started to doubt myself. I could see how far we were from the finish and I was getting annoyed. Annoyed with myself, with the run, with the people around me, etc, etc, etc…..
Can you tell?
The last three miles were KILLER. Like always, those extra miles every week are the ones that get to me, and with my longest run prior to this being 17 miles I should have known the last 3 were gonna suck. I may or may not have even snapped at my sister around mile 19.5 (sorry, sis!!), but I just wanted to be DONE! My upper back was sore and I could feel myself hunching over those last 2 miles. It wasn’t a good feeling.
What a difference between this 20 mile run and the 20 mile run from when I trained last year. I’ve only been training for 8 weeks and boy, can I tell. I’m definitely not as confident and I have so many questions:
- Do I start off too fast?
- Is it my mind or my legs giving out first?
- If I “hit the wall” should I run/walk or just slow my pace?
- Should I just wear my hair in a bun?
- Will race day provide the much-needed adrenaline in order for me to finish?
This is just the start of what’s roaming around in my head right now. But I think I’m gonna save that for another post. Let’s just focus on the fact that I ran 20 miles. In Chicago. Along the lake. With my sister.
Do you have a favorite trail you like to run on?