|Date:||3/13/2009 4:30 AM|
|Pace:||11:53 / mile|
|Shoe:||Mizuno Wave Renegade 4|
VO2 Max: 25.7
OKAY. I get it. I’m putting too much pressure on myself…but, you have to realize, I have never ever run 8 miles. Last night, I picked Kim up and we drove it. The night before, I woke at 2am doing it in my brain. I didn’t get to sleep until 11.
I realize that for many runners, this is no.big.deal. That’s because the bloggers I read are not 50 year old, single Mom 5K runners. I read marathoners. So, for you, 8 miles is nuthin. For me? It’s the longest I’ve run ever.
This morning, Kim is at my house at 4:30am. We do our first two miles very peacefully. The longest street of this run, the one I was dreading, took about 7 minutes, or about as long as “American Pie”, by Don McLean. We were running in the street, and it was lovely.
We stopped at 4.5, at Starbucks for a Gu. At mile 6, we looked close to home, but the route I planned made a wideass loop around my house. Mile 6 was rough. 7, however, was beautiful.
One of my favorite running songs came on: “I Love This Town”, by Bon Jovi. It was a perfect ending to this morning. *Title lyrics from said song.
It’s done. I’ve now run 8 miles. I’m off to the city for a weekend of fun and relaxation!! Thanks for your help with the nutrition stuff. I didn’t eat.