Yesterday was an 8-mile run for the half-marathon training program I’m doing. After having a cup of coffee, a banana spread with peanut butter and strawberry preserves, and some water, I headed out.
I got a new pair of running shoes for my birthday. I splurged and spent the extra money for a pair of Brooks Glycerins. I’m not sure if it was a smart idea to break in a pair of new shoes for a long run, but I figured if they started to bother me, I could run by the house and change shoes if I needed to.
The run was going well. I tried not to pay attention to my pace. I knew that if I focused on my pace time, I would push myself too hard and I would run out of gas before I got to 8 miles. So I tried to take it easy and run at a nice pace. Things were going well, but at about mile 5 I felt a blister forming on the bottom of my left foot. However, I was worried that if I stopped to change shoes, I would lose the momentum I had, so I kept going.
At about mile 6, I hit a wall. My head started playing mind games with me. “This is too hard.” “I should just quit right now. Six miles is a good enough workout.” “I still have 2 miles to go and there’s NO WAY I’m going to finish.” I stopped to take a walk break and started talking out loud to myself: “You can do this!” “You’ve already done 6 miles, what’s 2 more?” I dug deep and I pushed on. When I got to mile 7, I looked at my watch and realized that I ran 7 miles at a faster pace than last week and I think that really energized me and I was able to finish mile 8 strong.
I’m so proud of myself! 8 miles is the farthest distance I’ve run so far! Only 5.1 miles farther and I’ll be running a half-marathon! Holy cow!
Today is supposed to be a 3-mile run, but my body is tired and a bit sore yet. Plus, there’s the big, fat blister on the bottom of my foot. 😦 So I think that I will just do a strengthening workout today and rest from running.