So I had a long run planned on Saturday with Shaunmarie. I decided that I should probably run a little bit on Friday just to keep my legs "warm." I really didn't want to run but forced myself to drive up to the Zoo for a quick 25 minutes. At the first big hill, I came to a stop and said to myself "I can't." And out of the blue my teeny mind said "Can't or won't?"
Profound. I know. But that mantra powered me up the hills that a few short months ago I could only walk. And to make it even better, I ran the hills on the Fir trail too, which I NEVER do. I was very proud of myself. And I realized that earlier in the summer I said to Coach that when I can run all the hills including the hills on the Fir Trail, I'll know I'm back as a runner.
Seriously. I'm back!
My pride still didn't help my nerves on Saturday morning. I felt naseous about my first real long run. As in a one hour run. Plus, I'm running with Shaunmarie--a skinny gazelle. So I got to the Germantown Road trailhead and after five minutes of trying to fit my car into a parking space, stalling the car about three times, getting the car stuck and finally parking on the other side of the road, greeted Shaunmarie with a hug because I know she hates that.
So we started running. I made her talk for the dreaded first ten minutes that I hate so bad. After that, I felt pretty good and we made it to the first rest stop in 23 minutes. Not bad at all!
We ran out for about seven more minutes then came back. Total run time 60 minutes. Total run length, probably about 6 or 6.5. It was seriously probably one of the best runs ever.
Good times(TM)
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