A couple miles into my 8-miler on Sunday and I was thinking of a title for Day 205’s blog post: “Oh Crappy Run.” (You know, ’cause Day 204 was “Oh Happy Run”? Get it? Okay, had to be there.)
But that all changed after Mile 4. I don’t know if my Sport Beans (which I ate at about 2.5 miles) kicked in or what, but all of a sudden I was feeling good and couldn’t take my foot off the gas pedal. I felt strong. Machine-like. I won’t say it was effortless like Saturday, but it was good. I was working hard and seeing results in the time on my Garmin: Mile 5 was more than a minute faster than Mile 4 and I ran a 9:26 on the sixth mile!
I wasn’t trying to run that fast, but I couldn’t slow down. Finally, around 7.5 miles, I really concentrated on slowing down a bit. My right foot felt a little sore around that time, too, and I didn’t want to push it.
It’s funny. I don’t have a lot to write about this long run. Usually, my long run recaps are Gone with the Wind-esque. But my mind just sort of zoned out as I ran. Weird.
I came home and Mr. T started cooking. He worked in the kitchen all day to make Gumbo, Po’ Boy sandwiches and bread pudding for our little Super Bowl get-together. (Yay Saints!) The food was awesome and boy, was I glad I burned 1,243 calories that morning.
8 Miles – 2/27/10 – 1:22:53
Average pace: 10:21
Mile 1: 10:57
Mile 2: 10:55
Mile 3: 10:43
Mile 4: 10:52
Mile 5: 9:43
Mile 6: 9:26
Mile 7: 9:53
Mile 8: 10:18
I got to sleep in! On Sunday, Kris (Sleepless with Siena) and I arranged to meet Monday to run with the BOBs after our kids’ naps. Yesterday morning, though, poor Siena was sick and we had to cancel.
I didn’t want to run with T Junior in the BOB on the dirt and gravel trail by my house. I wanted smooth pavement. Before T Junior took his mid-day nap, I loaded the jogging stroller in the back of the minivan so we could just go when he woke up. I also washed my running clothes while he slept.
It was sunny outside, though, so I wanted to wear short sleeves. I rifled through my dresser and found a shirt that I’ve never worn. I won it last spring from a mom blog as part of a big basket of cool stuff. I never wore it becase 1) I was too fat, and 2) I don’t speak Spanish.
It’s a cute (size medium) shirt, but it says something in Spanish on the front in sparkly pink. (WHY did I take French in high school?) There’s an outline of a woman wearing heels and extending her hands up to the sky, and the words make up her form-fitting dress: “Viva la Vida Ama la Vida.” I didn’t think I could wear something when I wasn’t sure what it said. So I was going to look up the meaning.
But when I put it on, I discovered a little translation on the back up by the collar: “Live life, love life.”
Okay. I LOVE that. And, guess what?
I’m not too fat to wear it anymore.
I was getting dressed when I heard T Junior wake up from his nap. I laced up my shoes, then plucked him from his crib. “Let’s go, Bubba.”
Maybe he noticed my capris or that I was wearing my running shoes because he said, “Ex-Er-Cise!” which made me smile. I hope I’m setting a good example.
Five minutes later, we were down at the Cedar River Trail — the end that’s closer to my house. I haven’t run this end since fall.
When we arrived, I discovered it wasn’t quite as warm as I had thought it would be. It was windy! I wished I’d bundled T Junior a little better and I was glad I didn’t take out all the extra blankets I had in his BOB. Thank goodness I brought my Moeben fleece running sleeves, the white ones with the colorful butterflies. They matched my shirt!
from ZombieRunner. Aren’t they fun?
The run was good. It was fine. Okay, it was difficult. Pushing the BOB is not easy. Have you ever ran with a jogging stroller? With a kid in it? Against the wind?
In case you have not, I have some video for you.
This is taken standing on the cool bridge. Look up!
5 Miles – 2-/08/10 – 55:21
Average pace: 11:03
Mile 1: 10:39
Mile 2: 10:32
Mile 3: 10:55
Mile 4: 11:38
Mile 5: 11:31