And Miles To Go Before I Sleep….

Sunday morning run. I was up at 5:15 to take care of Kalley and get ready to go running with my team.  It was 23* out and still lightly snowing.  My biggest concern was the condition of the roads.  As much as I wanted – probably needed – to meet for the run, it’s not worth ending up in a ditch.  I decided the roads weren’t any worse than they’ve been for the last few days – not good, not the worst I’ve seen.  I also figured that very few people would be driving between 6 and 7 am on Sunday morning and they’d be more clear by the time I was driving home.

Sam and Olivia.  Not only 2 of my favorite people, but also so bright I could actually stay with them - you could see them for miles!!  Sporting some of our new team gear that I STILL DON'T HAVE!!!

Sam and Olivia. Not only 2 of my favorite people, but also so bright I could actually stay with them – you could see them for miles!! Sporting some of our new team gear that I STILL DON’T HAVE!!!

Allow me to preface this run….  At our team shindig last week, Sam (love this guy!!) told me everyone was meeting for a 14 mile run and that I should come.  Well of course I should come!!  Geesh!  BUT, I’m a half marathon girl.  I’ve trained twice for a marathon and both times I didn’t end up running the event.  Half marathon’s are still a challenge but I don’t have to tweak my training so they’re comfortable.  They’re also 13.1 miles which is less than 14 for those of you with weak math skills.  Plus I haven’t run a half since August which is four months ago (again – weak math skills).  The longest run I’ve done since August is about 11 miles.  So 14 felt like a stretch.  A GOOD stretch, a push that I needed, but still a little longer than my comfort zone.  Which, to Sam, is the perfect distance!!

Wild horses along the way

Wild horses along the way

Scenery at about mile 12.5.  I think at the time I thought it looked pretty but seeing it makes me wonder just how delusional I really was????

Scenery at about mile 12.5. I think at the time I thought it looked pretty but seeing the picture makes me wonder just how delusional I really was????

It wasn’t just 23* and lightly snowing.  That part was fine.  The accumulation of several days of snowing, the ice, the lumps of hardened snow that aren’t quite ice, the slush, the slippery stuff that’s between slush and snow, the places where you fall in over ankle deep, the puddles you didn’t realize were underneath it all, the cars driving past that don’t slow down or move over a little and pelt you with all the crap on the road….  That was the difficulty.  I definitely believe snow running is far more difficult than trail running.  The perceived effort is outstanding.  I have a secret weapon though – my teammates.  Even the ones that are ahead or behind, the ones on vacation or that couldn’t make this run.  I can run alone and did for years, but my teammates push me harder than I’d ever push myself.  Sure our minute miles were slower than “normal”.  Yes, it was difficult.  Of course there were times I questioned my sanity (oddly that happens other than when I’m running).  Naturally pushing takes not only physical but mental effort.  The good news??  It’s absolutely worth it.  My team let me know when I’d hit 13.1 miles – my longest distance in 3 years (I actually figured it out when I got home.  That’s the last marathon I was training for).  Every step from that point on was a milestone.  I’m glad they were there to share it with me.

Frank with his neighbors snowman.  I was so punchy at the end of the run this made me giggle like crazy

Frank with his neighbors snowman. I was so punchy at the end of the run this made me giggle like crazy when he showed me.

Frank and Me post 14.12 miles!!!!

Frank and Me post 14.12 miles!!!! Horrid picture. Horrid. This man is nearly 69 years old. A Marine and retired police officer. He stuck with me and told me he wouldn’t leave me behind. I knew if anyone bothered us, he’d kick some serious ass. He could have gone on ahead but instead he coached me. That’s some kind of awesome!!

Sara and Me post run ready to eat!!!  She and I are always ready to eat!!

Sara and Me post run ready to eat!!! She and I are always ready to eat!!

Getting home, eating and lounging in a hot bath felt SO good.  I love that contented exhaustion that comes after a tough workout.  No stress, no irritation, not a bad nights sleep.  Physical exhaustion from pushing yourself.  The soreness, the feeling of your body having been in motion and working hard.  That is a good feeling.

Being a puppy is exhausting!!  I'd SO love to be able to sleep like this little girl!!

Being a puppy is exhausting!! I’d SO love to be able to sleep like this little girl!!

Your hair could look this good after running.  Reason #452 to run.  Plus no hassle of putting on makeup after your long soak in the tub.

Your hair could look this good after running. Reason #452 to run. Plus no hassle of putting on makeup after your long soak in the tub. For detailed information on how to get this look contact me….

0 thoughts on “And Miles To Go Before I Sleep….”

    1. In 3 years, yes it is. Prior to that I’ve run up to 23 miles, but it’s been so long!!! Felt so slow, but good. I’ve just stuck to half marathons so I never needed to go further!! Thanks. Love almost keeping up with you guys!

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