There are times in everyone’s lives when they question their own sanity. This weekend was one of those times for me.
Like last weekend (oh yeah, still need to add the pictures to that post and publish it) we were totally overbooked this weekend. It all started with breakfast in Golden with our friends Jason, Jennell and baby Walker. After breakfast we walked down to watch the cyclists of the USA Pro Challenge whiz past us at the start of Stage 6.
We ended up walking around and playing on some adult sized Big Wheels..so much fun, before walking back up to the Kopp’s house. Up is a good word to describe it. I’ve wanted to get in some hills, just not so much in my sandals. It was a great time and we got in at least a 3 mile walk.
We went straight from their house to our friends Ryan and Claire’s housewarming party. I was starving when we got their and ate way too much of the Qdoba nacho bar. Smart thinking on my part considering I had a long run planned for Sunday.
So Sunday rolls around. I got up at 5:15 am. Yes, I willing got out of my very comfortable bed in the dark to get ready to run. I was just finishing up my toast when I heard Ella hollering from her room. Luckily I was almost completely ready so once she was done eating, I was on my way out the door, around 6:30 or so.
When I arrived at the trailhead, I put on my new CamelBack (thoughts on this to come), started my audiobook, and headed out. It was when I hit the first mile, I thought, are you crazy? Seriously Jess, did you really get up before dawn to prepare for and head out on a 19 mile run alone? Yep, sure did.
My stomach was already upset when I took my first two ShotBloks at mile 4. Eggs and nachos on Saturday were a bad idea. I slowly lost myself in my audiobook but the entire time I kept thinking, who chooses to do these crazy long runs, especially by themselves. I need to recruit a running partner or at least a couple of people who will run portions of my long runs with me. I took ShotBloks again , two at a time, every 3-4 miles. Three is too many, but two seems like not enough fuel. I bought a couple of Peanut Butter and Chocolate Explosion GUs but decided to give them a shot when I have a bathroom nearby, just in case of GDF.
I finished the run, with walk breaks every 5-10 minutes at the end, in 2:58. It was hot, I was tired and my audiobook was at the perfect stopping point. My pace was faster than my 18 miler, but still 9:22 which is much slower than I’d like to be running in San Fran. Yes, I know, long runs are supposed to be long and slow.
I stretched when I got back to the car before heading home to get straight into the shower so that we could meet my family for lunch in Boulder. Trying to make myself not feel as loony, I told Josh that it was a good thing I had to run by myself because I was already not used to depending on someone else to get me through my run. I won’t have a running partner during the marathon to keep me moving forward. I will only have me, myself and I.
Needless to say after lunch and walking around Pearl Street for a while, a trip to the grocery store and a couple of loads of laundry, I could not get into bed fast enough last night. My head hit the pillow about 9:15 pm and I was out. Amazingly, I’m not really very sore, but my body is tired. So glad today is a rest day and our first Monday Night Date. Woohoo!
Anyone else crazy like me? How was your weekend?