It is Friday, which is glorious since I’m off from work, but a little less glorious since I am working all weekend. Cue the tiny violins, thanks. Oh well. Hopefully I can entertain you with a little story and a long run.
eric and i might be siblings
JUST KIDDING. But seriously. When we were checking out of our hotel in Florida last weekend, the lady at the desk told us that we looked alike..like we could be brother and sister. Isn’t that a weird thing to say to two people checking out of a hotel? I suppose siblings could be at a hotel together, but……not exactly the thing a young couple wants to hear. I would prefer for you to tell us we’re a cute couple, not that we look like siblings…
Cast your vote!
the friday long run
Since I’m working both days this weekend (and worked Wednesday and Thursday…), Friday wins for long run day. I don’t drink much water when I’m at work, so my (natural) cherry red lips this morning didn’t give me high hopes for the most well hydrated run. Additionally, my legs keep feeling super tight (any recommendations for at home yoga routines), and starting off a run with a waddle doesn’t exactly instill confidence. But anyway. After enjoying my coffee, banana with peanut butter, and a Honey Stinger waffle (honey flavor this time), I layered up to head out the door. Eric read me the weather report before I left – 25 degrees and sunny, feels like 15 (wind at 7mph).
The first thing I thought when stepping outside was that it definitely felt warmer than the weather made it seem like – the sun makes a big difference! There was little wind which was even better. The plan for the run was to do a loop of Central Park then head to the West Side Highway for the rest of the run. My past few long runs have been loops of Central Park, and that gets monotonous after awhile. After waiting for forever for my Garmin to get signal (last time I used it was in Florida…), I set out to the park. It certainly felt like I had some kinks to work out in my legs…when your gait doesn’t even seem quite right, it’s hard to get in the zone and just go. Not to mention I wasn’t really in the mood for a long run.
Easy loop of Central Park, not a fan of Cat Hill, but Harlem Hill was pretty smooth. Although I did feel pretty warm for what 25 degrees should feel like, one guy seemed a bit extreme. He was running in tight and carrying his shirt in his hand. 25 degrees. No shirt. I mean, I guess when it’s been single digits lately, you might think 25 is warm. But not no shirt warm! I’d ditch my tights for shorts before digits my long sleeve shirt for a tshirt or tank…let alone no shirt. But you do you, buddy. I saw him both at the bottom of the park and the top of the park, so he was out there for awhile. I would like to know what he wears to run in the summer…
After the park, I headed west on 72nd St over to the West Side Highway. I haven’t been over there in a few weeks, but I figured the path would be clear enough for running…or at least better than the last time I tried. Luckily, the NYC Parks department is awesome and the path was free of ice, minus two short patches that I walked over. Excellent.
I headed south for about five miles, dodging all the dog walkers (so many of them, so little room for them to go with all the grass covered…). Every few miles, I ate a few Power Bar Energy Chews (Cola flavored – Eric bought them for his ski trips), but I was too lazy to carry water soooo I just crossed my fingers to get through the run. The miles seemed to click off, and I counted down until it was time to turn around. As I got closer to my turn around point, I felt myself speeding up – as if “two miles to go” meant two miles to go in the entire run. Oops?
Of course, I turned around and still had five miles to go, but I still had that “I must be near the end of the run!” feeling going, so I had a little pep in my step. The miles rolled along, and soon enough I was sliding back over those ice patches not far from my apartment. Up the hill in the final mile, and 17 miles was done.
SEVENTEEN MILES. I haven’t seen that long of a long run in…I have no idea. Over a year? It’s amazing to me how I can feel so unready at the beginning of a run – sluggish legs, feeling dehydrated, and really just not in the mood for a long run – but then have the run go so well and feel great as well. 98% sure this means I’m programmed for distance running, and I’m not complaining.
17.21 miles in 2:13:43, avg pace of 7:46
Pretty sure my Garmin was way off on that first mile – definitely didn’t start off at 7:00 pace! I think the 17 mile mark is a big mental barrier in the marathon – you’re so far into the race, and you only have single digit miles to go! Nine long miles…ha!
Hope all your weekend long runs go well – and stay warm!