Tonight I ran my longest distance to date!!! 11.25 miles in 1:58:37. I was not looking to run more than 6 miles this evening but once I hit the 6 mile mark, I aimed for 8. And that's when the mind tricks began. I kept telling myself that I always stop at 8. Why? And why should I stop at 8 miles today when 8 is so close to 10. Then the idea of 10 miles just stuck. I was running with a purpose! After all, what's stopping me today? I'm stuck in a hotel room in Albuquerque, NM. I don't want to eat green chili and I don't want to be confined within the four walls that echo what my neighboring guests are watching on television etc. That's why I just kept running. And Wow! 10 miles turned into 11.25 because I just couldn't get enough. That last mile was my high. I felt accomplished. I'm reminded today how much that first mile sucks, for lack of a better word. The first mile is the mile that taunts you. Then the taunting is drowned out by the little aches and pains I felt between mile 8 and 9. Come mile 10, my game face was back on and I just went for it. Today, July 14th, 2011, I have logged my longest distance! Woot woot!
I’m a sweaty girl right now. And I wouldn’t trade this feeling for anything! :):)