Week IX- Half Way There. I Will Be Fierce

Week IX
29 Miles

This was a step down week. Nothing eventful happened. I ran the seven miler in Ann Arbor on the flat paved path and ran the little ones at home.

Which brought me to the long run. Bonking on the last 15 and the last 14 had been wreaking havoc on my mind. I was scared of this half marathon. When I think about it, it seems ridiculous because I have stomped out half marathons before. I chose to go at dawn when I got out of work. I took a gamble here. I work twelve hour midnight nursing shifts. I decided to run a half marathon after a twelve hour shift and having been up for 22 hours.

I tricked Justin, my short distance training partner, into running it with me the night before by convincing him that this regular solo training run was a sanctioned half marathon that I would be covering the cost of. I know, I'm a jerk.

We ran the miles and I felt great. I ran fast and strong. I even asked him if he had four more miles in him to do the next weeks seventeen miler instead. He didn't have that much in the tank, but I was proud of him for muscling out a half marathon without notice and running a distance he has only run once before.

It was a great moral boost running the last half mile at a 6:30 pace. I just need to run early. Never, ever, ever again in the sun. Ever.

Ever.






Sing.
Migrate.