I just completed my 12 mile long run as instructed by my Novice Marathon training plan. Actually I ran 12.26 but who is counting. I was a little fearful of this run because on Thursday, my Achilles was angry and I ended up walking half of my 4.25 mile run. I didn't want to push it and end up injured. I stretched and iced for the better part of the week so I would be ready for today's journey. Here is how it played out:
1. It is under "bus pace". Bus pace is what I refer to as anything faster than 13.44 per mile...I have cut it really really close before.
2. 2 months ago, I could not run a whole mile without stopping. Going from one mile to twelve is pretty good in my book.
3. I have been listening to my body and when it tells me I need to take it easy, and I have been. I am the injury queen and I certainly don't want to be sidelined again.
4. I love running and participating in races. I may be slow, but I am having fun. I feel I have a great balance between family, work, and running. If I did any more at this point, it would come at a cost.
The insane, crazy part of me says....
Forgetting that I two months ago I couldn't run a mile, I am really disappointed in the time. I didn't want to see any 12's in the mix. I need to be consistently under 11:25/ minute pace to reach my time goal of under five hours. Yes, I have a time goal. If I pull what I did today on race day, I will be expected to finish around 5:20ish. Boo.
Thankfully I have great friends that agree with the logical side of me and help me articulate my real goal of finishing strong (and not half assing the training like I normally do) and enjoying the race. There is no need to kill myself for a far fetched time goal this time around.I swear the Garmin is making me insane and obsessed with numbers. I am sure I am not the only one that has fallen prey to Garmin.
These socks really complement my ghostly white legs!