I’m not sure what would be cooler – if this post were about a 21st birthday party, or if it were about the 21 miles I ran yesterday.
I’m gonna go with the latter. Sorry if you were hoping for a liquor-fueled party recap.
So I set out yesterday morning to do my first 20-miler of this training cycle. I realized around mile 6 that I am a mapmyrun.com failure and my loop was going to be longer than planned. I was in some sort of good mood (weird, I know) and instead of getting all pissed off and upset, I took it as a welcome challenge. If I can run 20, what’s one more, right?
The run was nearly pain-free, water fountains seemed to magically appear everytime my Nathan handheld started to dry up, and there were SO MANY other runners and cyclists out it almost gave off a race-like atmosphere. Still in that obnoxious good mood I found myself smiling and nodding at everyone, gaining motivation from each runner I passed. I even at one point ran with an older gentleman and talked about racing and training and such. Now you’re really thinking I’ve lost my marbles – running WITH someone, and TALKING to somebody other than B or the dogs?? Whaaat? Who are you??
I think I may have found that Runner Sarah I was looking for. I’m just hoping I can hang on to her for a while…
I survived a short-lived ice bath (there HAS to be a trick to keep the ice from melting so fast) and threw together a spinach, asparagus, tomato and quinoa salad for B’s work get-together that evening. I managed to stay conscious and functional through the party, and it was really nice to meet everyone and have a little social stimulation again.
I woke up feeling a little rough today (naturally), so B took me up to his office for a little ultrasound on my knee and some work on my sore quads. Even though my knee hasn’t been bothering me NEARLY as much as it had been, I’m trying to stay proactive and keep it healthy. If I can get through the NWM San Fran and RnR Vegas marathons semi-pain-free, I will be beyond thrilled.
Back to work in the AM. Aren’t Sunday nights depressing?