I ran 10 miles this morning.
The last time I ran 10 miles not only did I accidentally run 10.4 miles but also it was my last long run before my first half marathon. The very next week I ran 13.1 miles.
When I hit the road today I realized that I set out today thinking, “I’m running 10 miles today. Big deal.” Okay, maybe I didn’t think big deal but the number didn’t phase me. I knew I could do it and do it well. I love that. The thought thrilled me. I have a runner’s mindset now!
In addition, this week I figured out how to get mile splits. It’s a little thing called the lap button. Here are my splits for this run.
Lap 1 — 9:06
Lap 2 — 9:25
Lap 3 — 9:53 <–I call this section “the hill of death”
Lap 4 — 10:10 <–Not all the ice on this section had melted
Lap 5 — 9:43
Lap 6 — 10:18 <–Walked for .15 while eating my protein bar
Lap 7 — 9:53
Lap 8 — 9:30
Lap 9 — 9:20
Lap 10 — 8:33
Check it out! After mile 6 I had negative splits! I pushed myself so hard on that last mile for two reasons. Firstly, I wanted at least one split under 9 minutes. Secondly, I want to push myself as hard as I can go in the last mile from here on out to prepare for the race.
I came home, showered, chugged nearly 25 ounces of water, foam rolled and refueled with a peanut butter sandwich. (we didn’t have any bananas 😦 )
As funny as it sounds I love getting to the points with runs where I start walking like an old lady. I feel like I’ve pushed myself. Plus I have an excuse to put my feet up and watch tv.
Unlike my 10 mile training run for the first marathon I have 3 more runs coming. Next week I’m running a 5k, definitely a lower mileage. Then I have an 11 miler and a 12 miler left before the race. I hope that with these longer runs I won’t hit a wall at 10.4 and struggle through the next 2.6 miles.
(Side note: I know I promised adorable kid pictures but I have to break my promise. I never managed to get my camera out. I have great respect for moms of all kinds.)