Since my hip felt better after a late night yoga sesh on Tuesday night, I worked all day Wednesday on mentally preparing myself for my longest ever long run.
I fueled with some healthy eats for lunch that were surprisingly filling.
And had a late afternoon snack full of caffeine and fiber that I later regretted. I’m thinking I should lay off the fiber before long runs in the future. ‘Nough said.
My goal for the night was a 7 miler – which was unknown territory. Unknown territory is usually rather nerve racking.
Wish me luck, I may never return.
My thoughts on any and every run always proceed in the following fashion:
0.00 – 1.00 Miles: “Ok, I’m kind of tired. I would rather be on the couch.”
1.00 – 3.00 Miles: “This is awesome! Amazing! I love running! I am so fit.”
3.00 – 4.00 Miles: “Is it time to stop yet? Maybe I should shorten my mileage.”
4:00 – 5.00 Miles: “I hate my life. No, I can do this. Ahhh! Pain!!! No, you can do this.”
5:00+ Miles: “Dying. I am officially dying. I hope I don’t puke or faint.”
Guess when my headphones stopped working? Uh huh, that’s right, mile 4.35. FML.
Seriously, running gods? Are you trying to jinx me? And on National Running Day, too.
Well they didn’t actually stop working, the volume just cut down really low and I couldn’t turn it back up. BTDubs, my biggest pet peeve is music playing juuuust low enough that I can kind of hear it but can’t hear it. I think my headphones secretly knew that. What an ornery old b*tch. (Umm, the headphones, not me. Duh.)
Luckily, I brought my iPhone to the treadmill with me, so I yanked my sweaty headphones out of my iPod shuffle and shoved ’em into my iPhone. No luck. Bruno Mars was still very softly crooning in my ear rather than shouting and me through dank beats to keep on going.
That was confirmation that the headphones were the malfunctioning piece of equipment. I think I sweated them out. Like, sweated so much on them (most likely build up from the past 5 sweaty months) that they broke.
I had no other choice but to rip them out of my ears and practice my mad pouting skills.
Recap: I was forced to do my longest run ever while running without headphones for the first time.
Before running today I couldn’t fathom those cray cray girls that don’t need any kind of musical aid to finish a run.
After running today, I can’t imagine ever running without musical aid again.
Running without music was so weird. I can see how people could do it with the adrenaline of a race, or maybe if you’re so in shape that you don’t need the motivation of sound to keep you going. Or maybe it’s just the musician in me that makes music a current necessity for me. Maybe I’ll experiment with running without music in the future, but for now, I need my iPod. Kthanks.
Moral of the rant: I completed my 7 miles, even with a big (for me) handicap thrown my way at the hardest part of the run.
I’m patting myself on the back right now, if you can’t tell.
After stretching for a nice 15 minutes, I headed next door to Rodman’s to grab a $0.99 piece of heaven.
I continued my
dramatic smart recovery with some frozen H20 love.
Better safe than sorry.
I went to bed freezing even though I was snuggled in my over-sized wool sweater.
But I keep waking up, all night long, tossing and turning in my sweat soaked sheets. (TMI?)
Huh? I felt like I had a fever or something! I woke up feeling so sticky and hot.
I hoped I didn’t push myself to hard. Am I dying? Am I not ready for longer mileage (for me!!!) like I thought I was? Maybe I’m not built to be a distance runner if my body is rebelling like this.
Oh. It’s normal.
I know this girl says all sweat is good sweat, but I already completed my daily sweat! Sweat overdose. I guess I got a BOGO?
I hope I don’t have to wash my sheets and duvet after every long run. Hopefully my body will adjust.
However, I did enjoy the fact that when I weighed myself this morning, I met my 20 lb weight loss mark after clean eating and running for the past 5 months!
Maybe that extra sweat wasn’t so bad after all.
I took a rest day today, complete with a glass of Shiraz and some dark chocolate.
Next up: 3.1 mile run tomorrow.
8 days until my first race!!!!!
Do you ever run without music? Teach me your ways.
Do you ever get night sweats after long runs?