I normally run with a group from late spring to early fall. This year I ran with the group for about half that time, and then life got in the way. In past years, I’ve often had to do my longest long run solo because of the Jewish holidays. Not this year, but this time I needed to do it solo because I’ll be heading down to my parents early tomorrow morning for the weekend.
Many of those previous solo runs were run in miserable, humid weather. Sometimes I met up with a friend for a recovery meal. Today is supposed to be beautiful, but I have a ton of stuff to do when I get home, so it’s truly a solo long run.
I’m hooking up with the Friday Five from Cynthia from You Signed Up for What?, Courtney from Eat Pray Run DC, and Mar from Mar on the Run, and I’m going to share what I was thinking about on today’s run.
Assuming I can remember
Heck, lately I can barely remember my own name, so this should be interesting.
I’m not nervous . . .
. . . and that makes me a little nervous.
Okay, this particular thought was before I even got out the door. You know those long runs you expect to be great and turn out disastrous?
Let’s just say I really do expect this to at least be a good long run. The weather is just perfect — please, could I dial up this weather for my half — with just some fluffy clouds thrown in?
It was a good chance to try out the free flow tee, though, so I went with it. It was a good choice. Although it did warm up, most of the path I was on was quite shady and it was still quite cool when I started.
I’m sure a tank would have been fine, too, but there were times when I know I would have been a bit chilled.
Choosing the right path
So I’m running along, thinking, why I don’t I run here more often? As I’m running those first 4 miles that are mostly a decline.
And then, of course, I turn around, and it’s 4 miles back uphill.
With another 3 miles afterwards to finish.
Oh yeah, that’s why I don’t run here so much.
Friends who run with me tell me how steady my pace is. Ha! I’m running along, thinking this is a really good pace, and the next thing I know, I’m running a minute slower.
Or I’m running along, thinking this is such an easy pace, deliberately slow down what I think is a little, and yup, I’m running at least a minute slower. Probably more.
The one thing I was trying for with this long run was essentially negative splits, about a minute slower than what I think race pace might be. Except for that last mile — that I allowed to be a cool down (and man, did I slow down!).
Oh, I also briefly checked my settings before I started. I thought I had to change something from my last run. My run/walk was 2 minutes/30 seconds, okay, that’s what I want it to be, I’m good to go and I start.
And then I reach half a mile and realize I still have it set up to autolap at every half mile . . . so much for pacing myself! And talk about a pain having it vibrate 22 times on the run . . .
Maybe I ought to train for a marathon . . .
So I could eat the above more often. I treat myself with a brownie sundae after my longest long run (if it’s not cold or Guptils isn’t closed). It usually works out to once or twice a year. Believe it or not, the above is the small size (and no, I didn’t finish it).
Although in the end it actually wasn’t what I wanted. I think a soft pretzel from Auntie Annes might have been better. Oh well, sometimes you have to throw yourself on the brownie sundae.
Although I need to be careful — I lost a few pounds because of all the stress lately (unlikely I’ll keep it off long) — but today I was reminded how good it feels to run at a lighter weight. A weight I haven’t seen in a good 20 years, by the way.
Talk to me. Leave a comment or answer a question:
What was your latest gadget fail?
Sweet or salty after a long run — or both?
Do you know what your “racing weight” is?