Today was supposed to be a 10-mile run, but I ended up running 12 miles. There is no question now about whether I can run in the Topeka half-marathon next Saturday.
Coach Valdez was giving a pre-run talk on Five Things Elite Runners do that Everyday Runners Dont, and since todays run was just a few blocks from my house I walked over early to hear it. The talk was interesting and included the lesson I learned accidentally about the importance of starting out slowly on endurance runs. I look forward to reading it in detail in next weeks email from Coach.
While Eladio was talking I noticed that DaShaun Carter was there today. Afterwards, DaShaun and I visited a bit, and then we made our way over to where Frenchy was forming the 11:40/mile pace group.
Julie was there again, this time in her Ironman finisher warm-up, a real badge of honor I must say, along with Leslie, Carls wife. I told Leslie my story about bonking Carl on the head with a medicine ball in boot camp when we stood back-to-back passing the ball over our heads and between our legs. Apparently I hadnt accounted for how tall he is when I passed the ball over the first time.
As we started out I was very chilly and I worried about being cold on the run. The temperature was 21 degrees and there was a pretty stiff breeze. I had on several layers, topped-off with my NikeFIT LiveStrong hoodie. Under my hoodie I wore the 180s ear warmers my brother Don and his wife Geri gave me for Christmas. I cannot say enough good things about my 180s. I also had on a running hat with a bill.
Three miles into the run I had warmed up so much that sweat was dripping from the bill of my hat. Soon I noticed several icicles attached to my hat. DaShaun saw that condensation from my breath was freezing to my beard. As the run progressed my hoodie became stiff as the moisture in it froze too.
Around the 4-mile marker we started asking what distances others were running. Julie said she was running 12 miles. Leslie said she had wanted to get in a 12-mile run this season, and since this was the last Saturday of the winter session, Leslie decided to go for it. That left DaShaun and me
no pressure!
I glanced at DaShaun, who just shrugged, so I replied Ah, what the Heck. Were in too. That was a pretty crazy call considering that I had just jumped from 5 to 8-miles last week, and DaShaun would be jumping from 5 to 12-miles. It all worked out in the end though.
We continued on what was now our 12-mile run in freezing temperatures. The route took us on parts of the Overland Park trail system Ive never seen before. It led us behind St. Andrews Golf Course and past Deanna Rose Farmstead. Overland Park has done a great job building its trail system.
After Frenchy turned back, Leslie and I used our Garmin Forerunners to keep us close to the 11:40 pace. The course got pretty hilly behind the golf course and I was really feeling fatigued around 8-miles, but like last week, the short walk at each mile marker allowed my body to recover and we kept going on pace.
The return trip was into the wind, so we took turns leading, Leslie and Julie, then DaShaun and I. Being the eloquent speaker that I am, I had suggested that we could take turns breaking wind. That got a chuckle.
The last few miles went by surprisingly fast, and before I knew it we were back on the Indian Creek Tail for the last mile. DaShaun and I picked-up the pace as we headed down the home stretch. We rolled in with a total elapsed time of 2:39:00, or an average pace of 13:12/mile (counting walks and aid stations). That is a faster pace than I did last week on the 8-mile run.
When it was all said and done I convinced DaShaun to join me next week for the Auburn to Topeka Half-Marathon. Lets just hope it is not quite as cold.