Now, I've run 10 mile races much faster. But never have I run a training run that fast. I felt strong throughout, especially when I realized that one of the houses along this route had gotten a new Jack Russell Terrier-type dog that had not been trained to stay on the correct side of the street. I even felt strong running the last three miles into the winds, which were MUCH stronger than 6 mph, by the way.
I just kept telling myself the pace was challenging, but doable. I must remember this a week from today when I am suffering in mile 19 and want to lay down and cry in the middle of the course.
What was difficult about this run was my clothing. I normally just go out in running capris and a base layer in 40 degree temps, but the wind was pretty cold, so I wore a windbreaker as well. However, because the wind was at my back for the first 2 miles, I took it off and tied it around my waist. Then the gels I had put in one of the pockets kept slapping me in the leg, and the whole jacket kept sliding over to the right and I had to readjust it every 5 minutes. I finally gave up in mile 6 and put the jacket back on, taking off the detachable hood so it wouldn't be flapping around wildly behind me in the wind. Then I took my gloves off. Then I put them back on. Then I took them off. And put them back on again.
Irritating. But it was so sunny and I was happy I didn't have to wear 4 layers of clothing that I wasn't letting it get me all irritated and cranky. I let the wind do that.
Anyhoo, this next week the taper will smack me full on in the face. Take a look at the last week on my training schedule:
I don't know what I will do with all of my free time. Maybe I will have more than 10 minutes in the morning to get dressed, do my makeup and hair, and leave for work--and I may even actually arrive more than 2 minutes before I'm actually supposed to get there. But hopefully I can keep it together mentally this week not to do more than what's on the schedule.
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