I finally ran further than 13.1 miles.
Friday I ran through the hilly trails of Whistler, BC, and eeked out 16 miles.
A big thank you to Chocolate Runs Judy for sending me an encouraging text. It was greatly appreciated! And, of course, a big thank you to 50 in 50 Marathon Quest for talking me down off a ledge around mile 9 to 10, which is where I normally have an emotional breakdown and want to say f**k it all.
I won’t lie… when I was done, I was not elated like I thought I would be, nor did I feel accomplished like I thought I would. Just tired. And mentally fried.
Afterwards, of course, my thinking immediately goes to, “but I will still have 10 more miles to go for the marathon…”
Hence, the reason we train… to get stronger. Next week, I’ll be nearing the 20-mile mark. It may be 18, it may be 20… I don’t know. And nope… I won’t even think about it until it happens.
In the meantime, I have a beautiful little town to explore. Today on the agenda is horseback riding and hiking/gondola flying on the mountain… it’s going to be such a great day. And surprisingly, yes… I can still move! My quads are a bit sore from the hills, as are my Achilles, but other than that… bring it on!