The last big training run was yesterday before MCM. All week the forecast was calling for cool temps in the 50’s which was wonderful news.
Fast forward to Saturday and they were now forecasting a 30-40% chance of rain. Eh. By Saturday night, I heard rain coming down hard, but I chose to ignore it and rolled over.
Even though we weren’t meeting until 8am, I was up a little before 6 to enjoy some coffee in silence. I poked my head out and it was drizzling and windy and cold. By the time I was getting ready to leave, it was raining pretty hard. I was wearing a hat, a water resistant vest, long sleeve tech tee, skirt, and compression sleeves. I packed extra clothes, socks, and shoes. I just told myself that we could always run some on the treadmill, I’ve run in the rain before, and at least we would have dry clothes/shoes if we needed to change.
As I was getting in my car, I saw a flash of lightning. Not cool. I called ET and she confirmed it was also lightning/thundering at her house. Ugh. I may take some risks, but running 20 miles during a thunderstorm wasn’t going to be one of them.
ET, M, and I were meeting up with 2 other runners who had been out since 6am. They came through and were soaking wet, looked hot from the running, but cold from the conditions. They told us the lightning wasn’t hitting the ground and they were just going to stay close to the cars.
Yeah. Running 20 miles back and forth on the same mile long path and worrying about lightning doesn’t sound like a fun time. We finally told them to go on as we were figuring out our options. Luckily, we noticed that the sky was clearing, the radar showed the storm was moving quickly, so we opted to wait it out and by 9am, it was clear. Hallelujah!
Finally … we were running.
We changed up our route and it was nice to change the routine. I felt like the first 7 or so miles really went quickly. Sidewalks and acorns tend to cause me a lot of problems, so we all tried to stay on asphalt as much as we could and it was nice to have some drivers who moved way over.
We all commented that we weren’t nearly as sore at Mile 10 as we had been on the previous 20-miler. We did seem to take a few breaks ~ potty, leaky water bottle, M’s hubby and kids who delivered salt bagel pieces to us, photo opps, refueling, etc. Sometimes it’s hard to get going after the little breaks, but since we weren’t trying to break any records, none of us minded.
All in all, it took 3:35 for 20.01 miles. A wee little bit quicker than last time, but nothing to brag about. I felt good the entire way, and even though I felt tired the last few miles, tried to push it as much as I could. Again, nothing record-breaking, but I was determined (and did) stay under an 11 minute mile. I would like to ban any 11 minute miles from race day, but we’ll see what happens.
What I ate:
Pre: coffee, water, oatmeal with almonds, craisins, and a little granola on top.
During: water in my fuel belt. 3 Shok Bloks around mile 4 and again at Mile 9. Banana and a little Gatorade at Mile 13. Small bite of salt bagel. Mile 16, I had a piece of a Luna bar. Refilled water during the race and drank a lot of water afterward. Chocolate milk when we finished.
Post: let’s just say that my treats included pizza, chocolate chip cookies, and a glass of vino. Yum.
Like so many others who are training for a fall marathon, bring on the taper!