You see, after last week's horrible crash and burn incident, I had very low expectations for this week's long run. Last week, I only had to run 18. Yes, only 18. This week I was moving on up to 20. After the terrible wall I had hit last week at mile 16/17, I was dreading the 20 miles. I knew that I would fall apart either at the same point as last week, or maybe even sooner because of the anticipation and whatnot.
|Beautiful sunrise over the Blue Ridge Mountains on the way to Roanoke|
|A group shot... sorry it's crooked, but I was running|
|Some of the hills we encountered|
And not only was it done, but I had met my goal. I really try to not set time goals for my long runs because I'm really trying to up the distance, not the speed, but I still had a general number in my mind floating around. I wanted to maintain less than a 13 minute per mile pace, which put me at finishing at anything less than 4 hours and 20 minutes. Well I certainly did. I finished at 4:17:53!!!!!! Not only did I not hit a physical or emotional wall, but I managed to finish in the time that I wanted.
I have a friend who is training for a marathon as well, and I really like what she posted one day on Facebook:
I totally like it except for the fact that she is THAT AWESOME. Regardless, here is your food for thought this week. It has been inspiring me for the past few weeks, and these words will continue to inspire me throughout my training, I'm sure.