I’ve not mentioned it all that much, but technically I am running a marathon in 3 weeks. Okay, well not at this point, less than 3 weeks. Oh boy. I’m headed up to Duluth, MN, to run Grandma’s Marathon with Kathleen. I was hoping to push and make this a goal race, but at this point, that’s going out the window. I will now just look to finish and get this state crossed off the marathon list. Even though my training lately wouldn’t look like I am training for a marathon, I figured I should at least get in the 20 miler before I attempt Marathon #5.
I had plans to travel all Memorial Day weekend and really couldn’t nor did I want to do my 20 miler over that travel time, so I had the brilliant idea of doing my 20 miler after work on Thursday. I did think about getting up SUPER early on Friday AM to run it, but let’s be honest about something here. I am NOT a morning person. I know it was going to be tough, but last minute Mother Nature decided to throw in some curve balls. It seems like over night she turned on the oven and temps were up into the mid to high 80’s with some unbearable humidity to go with it. I knew 20 miles after work would be brutal, but this being my first run in heat and humidity like this would just miserable.
Tuesday: 5 miles, 52:18, 10:28/mile
Thursday: 20 miles, 4:19:10, 12:58/mile
Sunday: 6.2 miles, 1:08:36, 11:04/mile
Total Miles: 31.2
Luckily I have amazing friends like Kristy who joined me for 12 of my 20 miles! I know it was SUPER slow for her so I am always appreciative of friends who don’t mind doing that. I did just over 3 miles before meeting her, we did 12 and then I had just under 5 left to get home once we parted. I was honestly doing okay through about 8 miles. I was going through water pretty quickly. Luckily, Kristy knew where we could fill up and every chance I got, I filled all of my bottles up. It was probably about mile 12(ish) for me that my body was just done. My ankle was causing me so much pain that it hurt when I walked, hurt when I ran and all I wanted to do was shoot it off.
Once we parted back at her place, I was questioning if it was even smart to go on. Kristy knew me though and knew if I didn’t finish that I’d try and make up the miles. She said even if I walked, it was about the time on my feet at this point. Those last 4.5 miles were pretty long and pretty brutal. I walked a fair amount of it, but the last two I got my 4:1 run/walk back and someone made it back home. It was probably the longest and slowest 20 miler I’ve ever done. Let’s just say it definitely wasn’t a confidence booster going into the marathon, but at least I knew I could get the miles in.
The other big accomplishment this week was actually making the miles almost look like peak week miles. I haven’t hit 30+ miles in awhile, so when I did that 10k on Sunday I was happy. I know those miles were slow, but just to get 30+ miles on my legs was a nice feeling. Maybe even with a marathon looming close by, things might actually be returning back to normal for me. Well, whatever normal is at this point.