Today, I dragged by butt out of bed at 5:15 AM to go conquer a 12 mile run before work. Ya know…the usual.
For some reason, this run had me a bit nervous. It’s the longest training run I’ve done thus far in my life (before this, I had run an 11 miler while training for my half marathons), and I was just a bit worried about how my legs would handle the run.
Before heading out, I had a cup of coffee and a whole wheat bagel spread with almond butter + Crofter’s jam, both of which sat nicely in my stomach. I think this type of meal is going to be my go-to pre long-run fuel. It seems to satisfy me for a long time, and it doesn’t upset my digestive system during the run. Score on both counts!
It was such a beautiful morning during my run- the sun was shining yet the ground was blanketed in a shroud of mist. At one point, I trotted across a bridge perched over a placid river and was treated with a view of several white church steeples poking out above the fog in the distance. So stereotypically and perfectly New England-esque. I smiled to myself and gave an imaginary hug to small-town New England beauty. I know I will miss this when I leave New England on Saturday.
For the most part, I kept up a nice, solid pace, and I was really happy with the run. My feet were kinda tired at the end, but I guess that’s to be expected when you’re on your feet for over two hours!
Here are the stats, Jack:
- Mile 1: 10:00
- Mile 2: 10:11
- Mile 3: 10:15
- Mile 4: 9:58 (ate a Hammer gu around mile 4.5)
- Mile 5: 10:16
- Mile 6: 10:43 (I have NO idea why my pace dropped so much during this mile? Weird….)
- Mile 7: 10:18
- Mile 8: 10:17
- Mile 9: 10:19 (ate a couple of dates at mile 9.5)
- Mile 10: 10:04
- Mile 11: 10:01
- Mile 12: 9:55 (finish strong!)
Average pace: 10:10/mile
Total milage: 12 miles; Total Time: 2:02:12
I then came home and made one of the ugliest green monsters I’ve ever made. It was glorious….the perfect post-run recovery food! It cooled me right off and satisfied my hungry stomach. I immediately felt better after slurping it down.
Don’t judge it for its color. It has feelings too….
In the post-12 miler recovery mix:
- 1/2 frozen banana
- handful blueberries
- 1 scoop Vega chocolate mix
- 1 tbsp chia seeds
- 2 tbsp Coach’s Oats
- 1/2 cup soy milk, 1/2 cup water
- 2 handfuls spinach
- 1/2 tsp xantham
Blended up and served in a bowl for one hungry runner!
It was after today’s run that I thought about how I really consider myself a runner now. For the longest time, I had a hard time telling people that I was a runner for fear that the sub 7-minute mile runners would jump out of the woodwork and ambush me for daring to place myself in such an elite group. Me, the generally poky and unimpressivel 10 minute/mile runner. At best, I could label myself a jogger…I thought.
But ya know what? I reject the idea that runners must run quickly. I am a runner regardless of my pace simply because I thrive on covering the distance and getting those miles under my belt. I love going the distance! Cue cheesy Hercules theme song…
What makes me feel like a runner? The following:
- Buying gels and goos
- Running two hours and thinking that this is normal
- Chafing (I had some annoying chafe-age after today’s run that I only discovered when I was showering…OWWWW!)
- Callused feet
- Foam rolling
- Wicking shirts
- Wearing out running shoes like it’s my job
- Running skirts
- Going to bed at 10 and waking up before 6 to run during the coolest hours of the day
- Impromptu fertilization of fields/bushes during long runs (you guys know what I’m talking about)
- Being six miles away from my car and KNOWING that I’ll make it back, no problem
What makes you feel like a runner?