Today I had one of my first “long” runs in a long time. I’ve been dealing with knee pain for several months and it makes me really hesitant to run any more than 4 or so miles at a time. But, I have my first Olympic distance triathlon in several weeks, and I’m getting a bit nervous about being able to run the distance.
With a 6.5 mile run on the schedule, I headed out the door at 7:20am, delayed by the necessity of feeding the cats and dogs. Somehow this always takes longer than planned.
The weather is still somewhat cool thankfully, so the temperature was really pleasant with a cooling wind. At about mile two of running at a nice, even pace, I felt like I needed to stop. Telling myself that was ridiculous, I kept going. For the next four miles, I alternated between thinking I could run forever and feeling like I was hauling along two blocks of lead attached to my body.
I arrived home a little short of the 6.5 mile mark so I leashed up one of the dogs and brought her on a 0.7 mile jaunt around the block. She sniffed a few things, barked at some dogs, then had a potty break along the way. Getting back home, I leashed up the second dog and brought the first dog back in.
Dog #2 was eager to get going and started off at a sprint. By this point, I was pretty much dead. I had ran over 7 miles, I was hungry, and my legs still felt like blocks of lead. But… I love to see dog #2 happy so I did my best to keep up with him and after ~0.3 miles he slowed down to a nice trot and he got to do the same things dog #1 did; sniff, bark and potty.
Finally, I arrived back home with a 7 mile run under my belt, which feels good! I’m happy to have finished that portion of today’s training and excited to eat breakfast (organic soy yogurt, a broken up granola bar, a generous handful of locally foraged mulberries, chia seeds and hemp seeds along with several cups of Lapsang souchong tea).