Tuesday: 9 miles (1:10:43, 7:51 avg pace)
Thursday: 9 miles (1:11:18, 7:55 avg pace)
Saturday: 9 miles with 4 x 1 mile repeats @ 6:40, 1:03 total time.
Sunday: 16 miles (1:56, 7:15 avg pace)
43 miles total
This weekend was really low key. Low key as in…I didn’t leave the house until 5pm on Sunday to go grocery shopping.Yup. It was so freaking cold and rainy. Sometimes, I really think that the month of November is colder than all of December/January/February/March. I swear, last year I had some of my most insanely cold runs all during November. Anyway… I was really excited to do a long run this weekend. I felt energized on Friday to wake up Saturday and do it! Yessss!!!!!! A long run just for me!! Not restricted by any marathon thoughts/training !!! But somehow I procrastinated on Saturday’s long run by reading, eating candy, and reading a good book. And secretly avoiding the frigid weather… Before I knew it, it was 2 o clock and I was still in my jammies, avoiding the downpour outside. By the time I got onto the good old ‘mill it was 2:30! I did some mile repeats, and decided that I really don’t like doing speedwork on the treadmill. It is way more fun/easier/rewarding to do them outside!
Sunday…I woke up and my sole goals of the day were to
A) watch the NYC Marathon
B) run my long run of 16 miles
I didn’t end up running until 12:30!!! Blaaaaaa!!! I hate starting late! I hate long runs on Sundays!!! But, I kept putting off heading outside because of the weather and because I couldn’t stop watching the marathon! I ended feeling extremely inspired by my favorite runners and ran my fastest 16 miler ever, 1:56. My previous fastest 16 miler was done in 2:16! Thanks to you NYC Marathoners for my inspiration!!
I watched Allll Of The Marathon …ALLLLL OF IT!!!!! (Much to my husbands Dismay) I do have to say: that even though my husband strongly strongly dislikes marathons..he was a really great sport today.i only heard “What did I marry?” once…(what a guy! 😂)
I could not get enough of this race and I think it’s because I really don’t spend a lot of time watching marathons because I spend a whole lot of time running them. So this was one of the first marathons since I was a kid watching Boston that I actually really truly sat through and watched.
I loved every freaking second of this marathon. I seriously was a crazy girl in front of the tv taking pics..
You see? I told you I took a ton of pictures!!!
I watched all the finishes.. I watched all those GD Kenyans win…
I watched Deena wave bravely to the crowd, knowing she didn’t break the women’s masters record,but knowing that she killed it by finishing through all that dam wind…
I watched Desi take TOP AMERICAN!!! WOOOO GO DESI!!!!!
I watched Meb rock the marathon, and finish 4th….I wanted to cry I was so dam proud of him..
I watched Kara finish. She didn’t look great. She was sobbing at the finish. She was beaten… By her competition, and by the wind. I mean…yeah…she finished with a 2:37…and, she was sad about a time I would kill for. But every single has their own personal goals…and Kara’s was a 2:28 marathon. So I can understand the devastation. As someone who has tried a million times and failed (also) one million times at meeting their own goals, I feel every single thing Kara is feeling…I personally, would be devastated to not meet my goal. So my heart goes out to you, Kara…
And then I saw this…
…Meb told Kara that he was 23rd last year in NYC..AND THEN he went on to WIN THE BOSTON MARATHON this year..and then he told her how he believes in her..I melted a little, cried a lot.
Meb’s story..Kara’s story… they make me continue to believe in everything that motivates me…Since I started as a very, very slow marathoner. I have always believed that I will get faster. The only person who has ever told me that I can’t do it is now not in my life anymore. I’ve never let anyone tell me what I cannot do because I have always known what I can accomplish. Yeah, I’m 32…but so freaking what. I’m only beginning to tap into my own potential…just like Kara is starting to tap into hers.
Don’t ever stop believing. In your own self, in your abilities, in what you want. “Believing is seeing”….not the other way around…. You need to believe in it to see it happen…💛💙💛💙
Now tell me how YOU believe in yourself!!