I’m alive! My legs are still attached!
I didn’t burst into tears (or have any sudden urge to), I didn’t ever want to stop, and I RAN 20 MILES!
Whoa.
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Back Track! Yesterday, my mind went to a million different places. This felt like it would be “the” LR; the one that makes or breaks me for the rest of this training. But, what was behind me already?
A Cold Christmas 12-miler – i.e. the first time I attempted a long distance in high-altitude, and the first time I was home and had to tell the fam, “Uh, see ya in about two hours!”. 14 successful miles over New Year’s Weekend, that helped me realize – this long distance stuff? I gots it. A 20K race that I turned into a 16-mile training run; yes, that was probably a little too fast, but I felt great.
Then….then, there was the 18 miler. Oof. I learned a lot about distance running, the hard way. A 20-mile run? My first chance for some redemption; an ego boost to remind me that I want to train for 26.2.
I was excited for this run.
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Plan: mapped a route, meeting Kate at 10 miles, meeting D on the bike when he gets there, getting to 20 miles without feeling like death.
Starting off, through the Zoo and into Rock Creek Park. This meant downhill for the first mile or so – awesome! My splits were staying right around 8:50-9:10 – Good legs! I ran through Georgetown (yup, I was that girl on the sidewalk, watch out peeps!) and over the Key Bridge into Arlington.
5.1 miles – my first “stop”. I waited for the light to change so I could cross and hop onto the trail along the Potomac. I checked my phone to see Kate’s message – “Call me when you get to Lincoln“. Mmk! Will do!
8.7 miles – Crossing 14th Bridge back into DC and planning on a !Bathroom Stop! at the Washington Monument. Whew, good thing there are options for that. I had two mini pitas – one with peanut butter and one with honey. Nom Nom! So tasty.
Phone FAIL: it was ON, but None of the buttons worked. I. Freaked. Out. (in my head). Kate started calling me and I could not answer it. I quickly memorized her # from the screen and tried to strategize.
Keep Running. Maybe ask someone for a phone? Maybe she’ll run into me anyway? What if D never finds us (eff, he has the water!!) ?! OH MAN.
10 miles – I see Kate running towards me by the WW-II memorial and have never been SO HAPPY. Her phone worked; she had talked to D; I was no longer running solo; aaaaand, BREATHE.
We ran, we chatted, we ran some more. Our pace stayed nice and easy and it broke up the run in my mind; 10 on my own, 5 with Kate, 5 with D (on the bike)!
15 miles – D finally found us (yay! water! D, HELLO!), he handed me the bag of pitas + pb that he made; I wasn’t hungry, but I obliged. I remember the non-fueling disaster last time, not again! Drank some water, and we moved on! Chirp chirpin’ about our days – HI! Good to see ya – and the run and trucking along.
From here, I took two walk breaks (one at 17 miles, one at 18) to grab some water. Amazing how rehydrating REALLY HELPS your run! Heh. I’m learning, folks.
19.7 miles – My watch beeped (the “miles” were reset when I stopped it at 8.7), time to kick it up for the last 0.3 – finishing that final stretch at 7:52 min/mile.
20 miles – DONE and DONE!
20 miles – 2:58:13 – avg 8:55 min/mile
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I could not be happier with how this run went (besides my phone, which I’m surprised did not get tossed into the Potomac at some point) – I felt great the whole time, other than a few aches and pains that just come with the territory. As soon as I stopped, it all hit me. My knees, hips, back, neck and stomach were all happy to finally be able to scream “WTH did you just do?!” – but that’s fine, because we made it!
Now, I can spend the weekend on a Runner’s High, and play in the snow.
Happy weekending and running!
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