There's more than one answer to these questions

and they're pointing me in a crooked line.

Depression does bad things for a training program. Friday was rest day (hooray), Saturday and Sunday were wallow in self-pitty over why I can't just have a normal child and stressing about school starting on Tuesday. But today I pulled it together, so to speak and got my 7 miler done. I was feeling pretty glum about even being able to do the run today. I've been feeling crappy the last couple of days and energy was definitely low... but I got out, stashed my bottle of gatorade, and headed off. I decided to do my 3m loop twice and then add the extra mile in my neighborhood. The plan allowed me to stash the bottle (like I said) and also gauge really well how much further I had to run without looking at my forerunner.

7m in 1:14:56
mile 1 - 10:48 - this is gonna suck
mile 2 - 11:03 - right pace but its still gonna suck
mile 3 - 11:03 - I'm nothing if not consistant
at about 3.2m I stopped and picked up my gatorade... drank about 1/2 and then took off again. I really didn't want to run whilst carrying a water bottle, so I figured one hydration stop would have to do me.
mile 4 - 11:07 - its definitely starting to suck.
mile 5 - 10:55 - but I can still keep going
mile 6 - 9:44 - HOORAY FOR THE INDIGO GIRLS!!! And my apologies to all those who passed by me as I was singing along to the music you could not hear.
mile 7 - 10:14 - I made it!!! WOOHOO!!!

So that is officially the furthest I've ever run, and every Sunday from here on out will be more of the same... each week beating my personal best distance... and building on the last pb.

Off to pack up school supplies and get the kitchen/house ready for the first day of school tomorrow!

Posted by Lexy at September 6, 2004 02:18 PM