It always amazes me how you plan your race schedule months in advance and with each week of training it feels like it will never arrive. If this weekend were our 54 mile Ultra race it would thrill all of us girls. It seems as if we have been training for this event forever. On the flip side I am already sad to see the arrival of this race Nov.4th. I have grown to love the Saturday morning runs and laughs together that we have shared.
This week has been a taper week. Only 38 miles compared to the 56 miles the week before. So last night when I headed for the hills in this new neighborhood I am exploring I had to continually tell my legs to get moving. I turned down one street to the next and then the next and so on and so on. Well as I topped one hill I could immediately see that it went straight down and then straight up again for a long upward distance to a turnaround point where I would have to repeat it immediately. All would have been fine but once I noted that neighborhood people had taken note that I was running this hill I knew then I was committed to run the entire distance. No walking… no way I could let them see me slow down regardless of the fact that my heart was beating out of my chest. It took all that I had to complete this 6 mile course but I did it. With only ½ mile from my car I was praising myself for sticking in there and pushing beyond my comfort zone yet again.
After arriving back home I crawled to the shower and then settled on the couch for a small glass of wine. It was a nice treat.
I will take the next two days off for some R&R with my hubby. We are headed to the mountains for a little getaway. Sunday will be my long run and then next week will bring 55 miles.