Around Mile 13 of 14 miles on Sunday, I made this observation to Zoë: “This feels harder than last week.”
Her reply: “Yeah, it’s two more miles.”
Okay, so yeah, she’s right. Two miles, which seems like a drop in a bucket when you’re talking about 14, does make a difference. Despite that, we managed a 10:16 pace running by feel (which means only looking at my watch every mile or so instead of every minute or so). We had to slow ourselves down a couple times when we realized we were in the 9’s.
Speaking of speedy…we started Sunday’s run (the first official group run) on the Cedar River Trail with Alma. The three of us chatted away for 5 miles before she turned around and zoomed back to the car finishing off her 10. (We forgot to take pictures with her!) Zoë and I continued to Mile 7 where we encountered a Canadian goose. These big geese freak me out, but Zoë talked me through it. And I totally had her back when we passed the “Nekkid Semi.” Twice.
We stopped to stretch at Mile 7. The goose took to the safety of the river. A great blue heron flew up from the river bank to a tree. I took a picture; it didn’t turn out. But these did:
|Zoë in matching shirt and RunningSkirt with
matching blue-accented shoes.
|My fave pink plaid RunningSkirt, pink jacket and
We turned around for the second half of our run and passed lots of other runners. Zoë wondered if maybe some of these other runners took us less seriously because of our skirts. I hate to say it, but I bet they do. What do you think? Do we look less “hard core” in our colorful outfits? I mean, we did run 14 miles.
Side note: I need a new fuel belt. It’s too big. Good news, but annoying for 14 miles.
Anyway, back to the run. Fourteen miles is harder than 12. Toward the end, both of us even got quiet for a few stretches of trail. Lost in thought. Or, at least, I was. Can’t speak for Zoë. Not that I could tell you what I was thinking about — just random stuff, I guess.
Around 12 or 13 is when we started to get really speedy. Our legs just wanted to be done. Soon enough, we were, which meant, of course, some stretching was in order.
You also tend to get a little…um…goofy after 14…
I’m telling you, that two miles makes a difference.