My 20 milers, were fabulous, both of them. I felt great and confident once they were done and actually was surprised by how quickly they went by. Recovery went great...
Dave and I recovering legs after he did 60 on the road bike and I ran my last 20 miles, be thankful it's not a close-up, my toes are so ugly these days.
I had a 12 miles run Saturday that went by so fast (really seems like minimal in comparison) and took Sunday off entirely, other than climbing through the woods to take pics at a mountain bike race. Last night hubby and I did 11 "recovery" miles on the bikes, really pushing my level for the last 3 miles and I came to a new realization.....I think I'm officially an endorphin junkie.
I know, sounds horrible right, but the two days I took off running just flat out felt yucky (great descriptive term in my book.) After cycling last night I felt great, felt like I could conquer the world, or at least the grocery store, which was next on our list. I went to bed early and got up for this morning's easy 4 miles.
Wait, did I just call that easy? Sure did and it wasn't easy. I came to another realization this morning (it's all about self discovery this week) I pay so much attention to what I eat prior to a "long" run, but practice reckless abandonment in the hours and days leading up to my short runs. I was slow this morning, just didn't feel like it.....why I asked myself....could it have anything to do with the bacon and cookies involved with dinner that was later than usual? Why yes Stephanie, I believe it does.
So, in the final countdown to my first full marathon I'm focusing on eating better (read this as "Cut out the sugarfest of junk food and pumpkin spice lattes Stephanie!") and just staying focused, as November 3rd kicks off the busiest month I think I've ever seen.
