It was the PERFECT morning weather-wise. The shade was even a little chilly! Fabulous running weather.
So, I covered the first third of my run for breakfast. Yum.
Definitely the best corral I’ve ever been in. Which is a little sad in itself. But don’t rain on my parade, I was excited!
The Fitness 4-Mile was split into women’s only and men’s only heats (hence the corral), which was a little strange. Girls are kind of mean! And pushy! Sigh. Don’t think I like running with all girls.
After some random guy (he was fairly important I think…just don’t know who he was) led us in some quick stretches, we were off.
I kept having to remind myself that I still had 4 miles after my 4 mile race, and needed to pace myself for that. Not that 12 miles is anything super crazy, but I’m still a little on edge when it comes to adding mileage. I’m overly cautious about overtraining and injury these days…with good reason!
Despite my longer-than-normal “warmup”, my legs still felt fresh and turned over easily, which was welcome. I definitely pushed much harder than I would have if I was simply running 12 straight miles. I think race mile 2 to 3 was the most frustrating. It took forever! It was one of those miles where you swear you passed the next mile marker, only to find out you didn’t. Freakin’ annoying! Which is ironic, because I’ve run this exact loop about 67 times and I know every single landmark. Whatever. Of course, the hills put me to work during mile 3…but overall I felt fine, no crazy news, nothing overly mind-blowing. I crossed the finish line happy and ready to tackle more NYC miles.
I devoured some pretzels and a couple bites of an apple post-run, then headed to the West Side for the last 4 miles right away. I was mildly worried that my stomach would give me problems, but then I remembered I typically have a stomach of steel and that the salt and carbs from the pretzels would help more than anything.
So then I frolicked down the West Side Highway.
La-de-da! All sorts of things to distract me from the lactic-acidy feeling in my legs!
It was pretty wonderful to break up the run into three distinguishable parts…although I didn’t take much time in between each leg of the run. The longest break was probably the 5 minutes I spent waiting for the race to start in my corral. Side note: I’m still a little worried that I’m only up to 12 miles and the Philly Marathon is in 2 months. I’ll be good…right? RIGHT? Opinions welcome. If they are positive, that is. (Kidding. Sorta.)
Part 2. Race + West Side.
On the train home I realized there SERIOUSLY IS SUCH A THING AS A RUNNER’S HIGH. Yes, I’ve been running for years. But I’m finally taking note of just how awesome I feel afterwards. And it’s not just the weather! (I’m always in a good mood when the weather is nice!) The further I run and the more I feel as though I’m improving, the more blissfully happy I feel overall. I think about how I have a safe, comfortable home, a loving family, and the most perfectly wonderful boyfriend ever. (Hi Mom! Hi Dad! Hi Brendan!) Even if I start off feeling like things just suck (dramatic), everything is simply wonderful in the hours following a long run. IT. IS. AMAZING. This is how life should be. Always.
For example, today I became overly enthusiastic about my breakfast and the day ahead:
Recipe for success: steel cut oats, peanut butter, maple syrup, chia seeds, and football. Oh, and coffee. And compression shorts.
I was also super thrilled about my plan for the afternoon:
FARM! Fresh vegetables! Fresh fruits! Fresh eggs! I feel like I’m back at home.
I am one happy girl. Although, the farm visit made me miss Iowa even more than I already do. Sadly I’m not sure when I’ll be able to visit next, but I’m so ready to see my family and breathe in the fresh Midwestern air. And go apple picking and be surrounded by equally as crazy of fans of my football team.
Aaaannnd last but certainly not least, I have a giveaway winner !
The lucky winner of a Sprigs Banjees Wrist Wallet is….(insert drumroll)…
YAY Corrie Anne!
Please send me an email at kararunsblog @ gmail . com and I’ll have Sprigs send over the neon Banjees! (Is this the right one?)
Corrie Anne has an awesome blog , by the way. I love reading about her amazing (and tough!) workouts, delicious recipes, and her cute life with her husband and dogs Check it out!
Do you like basing long runs around races? Going to farms? Get a legit runner’s high? Fill me in!