14 miles in the bag, baby! I'm surprised at how happy we look after this morning's long run. Believe me, I walked slowly down the subway stairs. Next week I'll remember my flip flops. I could not have done the run without these folks: Jen and Edwin. So fab to find folks to run with.
14 miles is my longest run to date. Last week's 11 miles felt doable. I was glad when it was over, but wasn't hurting. Today I'm hurting a bit for the first time in a looong time. And tired! Here's the Team for Kids drink break at 7 miles. Love the Team for Kids staff! Encouraging! Generous! Thank you for the Gatoraid! Happy to say when I reached 13.1 miles I was ahead of the 1/2 marathon time I clocked back in May.
Jen ran the marathon last year with TFK and shared her wisdom with Edwin and I. We ran the "candy cane" course 2x...from 62nd Street north along the bridal path to the 102nd street transverse, across to the east side and south to 72nd where we turned around and ran back around to 62nd street. We did this 2x, so the conversation was a Godsend.
Post run stretching.
And.... my first ice bath. I hate cold water. So I ate a bacon-egg-and-cheese-on-a-roll while I soaked as a distraction.
The next few Saturdays will look like this: 13 miles next week, 16 the following, and 18 the next. Oh my.
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