Week 3’s “big run” will go down in history:
1. My longest run ever.
2. The second-most humid run-start ever at 95% humidity.
3. That run where I limped the last 3/4 mile home in excruciating pain. In the rain. With hands so swollen (sausage fingers!) I couldn’t make a proper fist.
4. The most humid run-finish ever at 100% humidity.
Aside from 92 hours of virtually unmedicated labor, that was the second-hardest thing I’ve ever done in my life. And when I was finished, I was almost just as happy
I was at an overall 14:30 pace until I could barely put any pressure on my right foot. Dr Google diagnosed it as tendonitis. Or a stress fracture. Or just time to get new shoes. Whatever it is, it will also go down in history as the first time that Dr. Google didn’t give me cancer.
I’m just thankful that this week’s “big run” is not big at all. My foot needs the rest. And whatever this weekend’s “big run” looks like (spoiler alert: slow), I’ll be doing it in Chicago. With a high of 76. Thank you, running gods.
I cannot run with something in my hand. Not keys, not a phone, not a water bottle. I picked up a pink FuelBelt to hold my phone, a house key, and take just enough water with me so my throat doesn’t get dry on outside runs. It proved helpful on last week’s long run and it didn’t ride up and annoy the crap out of me. It did exactly what it was supposed to and it didn’t piss me off. How’s that for a review
3 weeks down, 25 weeks to go!