Early start to the Morning to begin today's long run. Lots of rain and very chilly in the last miles. Ran up to Davis for a few miles then turned around for some downhill. After 4 miles, I met up with Kam who was nice enough to accompany me for 10 more miles. He sprinted up to our meeting place wearing shorts. I had to tell him to slow down at one point during the run. For the remaining miles, I ran to the Rec Center to meet up with my 9 yo daughter. We signed up to run the Recycle 5k together. Can't beat a $5 entry fee with Tech shirt, metal and prizes for all. They "recycled" all of their past race gear from past races. Half way into the race, Jocelyn began to cry because she felt her heart was going to explode. We walked off and on to the finish. Finished in 34:15. As we crossed the line, she cried to me that she almost died and was never running again! By that time we were both soaked and very cold. We had to walk home 1.5 mi up hill. She swore the entire way back that it was the worst experience of her life. I stayed quiet knowing that is how I have felt during races at times too, but somehow the memories fade and find myself signing up for races again. My husband feels the same way about running. So they console each other as I limp around post 20 miles, as the family villain:) Sorry, I've never met anyone who likes to run who also never trains. Never. I'll win them over... Today I reached my highest mileage since college (7ys). I'm certain I've only hit around 50 miles maybe 5-6 times ever. I felt good today and I'm feeling more ready for Ogden!
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