Just got back from a 75 minute run. Run did not suck. I might even go so far as to call it a good run. So this is new, and different. The Slowest Triathlete and running are getting along? What sort of alternate universe is this? But I did. I had a good run. I was just out there running along in the dark. Zoning out. Listening to my tunes. Every now and then I'd glance down at the watch....oh, 10:20 pace....nice. Then I'd think, hmmm, where should I run to next? And I would just run there. It really was that simple. I didn't think, "ugh, how much farther?" or "can I walk?" I just. kept. running. And at the end of it all, I was nearly home but needed to tack on a few more minutes so I thought "oh, I'll just run up this hill and around that block." No, really. I did. At the END of a 75 minute run I said "oh, I'll just run UP THIS HILL." And then....I ran up it. Like it was no big deal.
What is going on around here?
So as not to lead you to think I'm getting a big head about all this lets talk about reality for a minute. I am averaging a 10:30 pace. No land-speed records are being broken around here. And I still get noticeable lower leg pain after just a couple miles. But when I think back to where my fitness was just five or six weeks ago, and then consider what I did tonight, I can't help but feel pretty proud of myself.
The fact that I can just go out and run over 6 miles on any old night of the week is a HUGE accomplishment in my world. So please allow me a minute revel in my little victories. Because I think little victories are of big importance when tackling something like the marathon. Its a long, bumpy road to 26.2, and it can get you down at times if you let it. So I'm going to enjoy this accomplishment for what it is just all on its own...not as part of a marathon training plan, but just for what it was....a really good 75 minute run. On a Thursday.