has come and gone and I am just getting around to blogging. Which is funny, because when I am actually out running, I am thinking of stuff to blog about. By the time I get home, I am worn out and too lazy to write it down, and then I forget.
So, last week I did an amazingly difficult run on Saturday... thanks to my new best friend mapmyrun.com. What mapmyrun DOESN'T show is the hills you will encounter. It really amazes me how something will seem not so bad in a car, but feels AWFUL on foot! And these were roads that I KNEW! I started at my mom's and ran 11.5 miles to the next town- down a mountain, across a river and then back up to the top of the "plateau" as it is called back home. A little research showed that my elevation gain from my low point to the end of the run was over 1200 feet. I was (and am) very proud that I made it at all. It wasn't fast, but it was steady and I wasn't even a little bit sore the next day. A victory in my eyes.
Tomorrow I am scheduled to do a 12 mile run and I have it all planned out. However, I went for a 5 mile run last night in the dark and twisted my ankle on a poorly lit, poorly maintained sidewalk. It is a little sore today and I am concerned about running on it. At the same time, however, I feel as though I HAVE to because I am scheduled to do a 10 mile race next weekend. ARGH! What's a girl to do? And hydration is a whole other story. I need to learn to run with water and I feel stupid trying to figure it out. Oh well. I need some rest. Hopefully tomorrow is a big day. I will report back!
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