I had a Fun Fact Friday post all ready to go for this morning, but instead I just have to share something else!
That would be the result of an impromptu 16 mile run decision. Sixteen miles on a Thursday afternoon? Definitely not my ideal, but I got it in and done.
You see, we have had to deal with a bit of craziness in our schedules lately. When planning out my workouts for the week, I knew that I couldn’t do my long run on Saturday morning like normal, so I shifted it to Friday morning and my mom offered to watch Braedon for me while Makenzie was at school.
Then, yesterday afternoon I got a call from my mom very apologetically saying she couldn’t watch Braedon. I assured her not to feel bad and that I would figure something out. Wow. I’m getting so mature. That would have previously sent me into freak-out-meltdown-nothing-ever-works-why-me mode.
I knew I needed to get in my long run this week, since I don’t have weeks to spare or shuffle after losing two weeks to my injury. So, I laid out the options.
Take Braedon to a flexible child care? That place where he gets sick so easily? In fact, he ended up with a bad enough cough the last time that his airways have been inflamed and he has needed a steroid and nebulizer treatments this past week. Yea. Not going back there. Ever.
Friday afternoon, then? Nope. I have special plans with some Mother Runners so I won’t have time.
Saturday morning? Peter had some pretty important stuff he needed to do and was counting on me getting my run in on Friday too. Plus, I have the ZOOMA 5K on Sunday and know I need a full recovery day post long-run right now. Not the best choice. Hmmmmm….
So at 3:30, it hit me that my best shot was to go that afternoon. I tossed on my running clothes, laced up my shoes, grabbed some PBJ toast for a pre-run snack, loaded up my Gu and water bottle, and strapped on my Spibelt. I met Peter at the trail so he could grab the kids and I could get an earlier start…and I did my 16 miles.
I made it happen. I had been caring for my body with proper hydration all day and eating wholesome foods all week. I had approached my workouts with balance and stayed focused on stretching, so I didn’t have any soreness or pain getting in the way.
Taking care of myself made it possible to say “Okay, let’s do this”.
The commitment to my goals then made it possible to say “Yay, I did it!”.
And this really old blog, recycled photo pretty much sums up how I felt afterwards.
And my dorkiness. It sums that up too.
So, how did it go? I very comfortably maintained an average 9:43 pace over the run without any issues.The afternoon was perfect – slightly overcast, slightly breezy, with the beautiful sights of spring on a running trail. No pain to note besides the general leg achiness towards the end of the run. I even still feel okay today. I have my peak week of training next week (with my first and only 20 miler to tackle!), but I’m remaining cautiously hopeful that all’s well that end’s well and I’ll be crossing that marathon finish line exactly one month from today.
I say that deserves the fist pump, don’t you? Happy Friday and Happy Training!
What’s the last thing that made you feel empowered?