Before today, the farthest I had run was 8.7 miles, and that was two weeks ago. Last weekend, on my Saturday long run, I had planned to do 9 or 9.5 miles and I TOTALLY bonked. I was struggling after the first mile, and knew there was no way I had at least 8 more miles in me. So I gave up, turned around, and came home majorly defeated. Major fail. I ran 6 miles on Wednesday of this week so I told myself that last weekend was just a fluke, but I was still nervous going into today's run. I was so happy that it went well. I ran a 9:30 mile pace for 10 miles. I'm not going to lie...the last mile was ROUGH. My body was begging me to stop, but I turned up my iPod and just kept going. I really don't think I could have gone 5 more yards after I hit 10 miles. But I did 10, and that's what matters...I don't have to worry about going farther until next weekend. :)
Here's a picture of where I ran today (swiped from WRAL.com, a local news channel website). It's called the American Tobacco Trail. There are mile markers every half mile (every 0.25 mile in some parts), so it's really easy to keep track of how far you go). The section we ran today was packed gravel, so not as hard on the knees as pavement. I think it really does make a difference.
Copyright 2009 Capitol Broadcasting Company
These Saturday long runs take. it. OUT. of me. I am so worthless for the rest of the day. I really don't know how people training for a marathon do it. I just have no energy left! So, I've got a lovely evening of laying on the couch and watching a movie planned. Lame Saturday night, but that's the best I can do right now!
Also - I tried a new kind of energy chew today on my run - Luna Moons.