41 miles. This girl ran 41 miles this week. Heck. Yes.
Here is how those runs broke down. I don't remember my pace for all of them (oops), so I'll include what I have.
Monday - rest
Tuesday - 4 miles outside in the sunshine. It was pretty hot and wonderful, actually :) Ab work and stretching in the evening.
Wednesday - 8 miles on the treadmill. Law and Order was on, and it kept me beautifully distracted. I ran all 8 at about a 9:20 mile, which is slower for me. Ab work and stretching in the evening.
Thursday - 4 miles on the treadmill. I ran on the treadmill in the afternoon because I had an appointment early in the day. I was pretty sore from the longer run the day before.
Friday - rest
Saturday- I slept in. Way in. And then I chatted with my brother on the phone for an hour, so I didn't hit the gym until after 1pm. I had only had a wheat biscuit for breakfast and I was pretty hungry. I did 8 miles at an average pace of 8:40 with negative splits the whole way!
Sunday - 17 miles at a 10 minute pace. Oh goodness. I started early and it was still dark outside. Of course, I tripped less than a mile in and wiped out on the side of the road. Seriously, I did a Superman impression and hit the ground on all fours, scrapping up both hands, arms, knees, and legs. AR offered to go back home and clean up, but I said no. So I did 16 more miles as a bloody mess. My hands hurt so badly. Other than that disaster, the run was pretty good and I felt happy with our pace and my leg strength.
When I got home after the run, I stretched while AR showered. He made a Walgreens run while I was in the shower for hydrogen peroxide band-aids, and neosporn. I now have 4 large band-aids on my body, which is slightly embarrassing. I will look gorgeous tomorrow on the first day of class.
I made my self feel slightly better with a large cinnamon roll that I bought at Whole Foods. These babies have 320 calories a pop and I had 1.5. I should be worried, but I ran 25 miles in 24 hours this weekend. I'm owning it and enjoying the treat!
|Don't worry, that is a salad plate, not a dinner plate ;)|
Resting up for class tomorrow and then I start an even worse running week - 44 miles culminating at an 18 mile long run. I am sure I will want to die at the end of it.
Have you ever fallen on a run?