Goal:9 Miles LSD
Food Previous Day: H20, Non-Fat Latte, Pretzels, Ruby Minis, Fries and Salad Bar (NEED TO IMPROVE NUTRITION INTAKE)
Sleep: 7 Hours
Pre-Run Food: Gatorade and Peanut Butter
Weather: Sunny, Warm, Breezy
Pavement Time:7:00 AM
Run Duration: 1:33
Average Pace: 10:29 min/mile
Actual Distance Completed: 8.95
It was so nice to get home on Friday and run at home with some local running friends.
Travel days are hard for nutrition/hydration/resting/moving, etc.
Woke up at 6:15 am, to meet at the South Creek Trail at FF & Battlefield. I was so tired when I woke up and hoped that Doug would cancel. (Glad he didn't).
Got to the trail at 7:00, Doug was already there and Leanne pulled in immediately following. We were waiting for Cheryl to show up... We hear someone from the trail...turn around and there is Cheryl... she rode her bike from home. They locked the bike up and we were all 4 on the trail.
I LOVE IT when we have a group of people running.
We were about a mile or so in and a runner came up behind us and announced he was approaching to the left. I look up and there goes Paul M...BLAZING by us... (also recovering from an injury that kept him from running for a few months).
As I say his name, he looks back and then practically has to come to a screeching halt to run at our pace. :) All I could picture was the Tortoise and the Hare... It seemed to be an effort, on his part, to run at our pace...
He inquires as to how many miles we are aiming for today - 9 miles... ask him how far he is going... 30!!!!! THIRTY MILES!!!
I absolutely adore Paul... he is a friend of Jason's from school. As I re-entered the running world last year, he was one of my biggest cheerleaders... giving me advice and encouragement, even though we didn't REALLY know each other, except through the world of Facebook.
As he says goodbye.... he kicks it into high gear and is out of sight before we know it.
The morning was beautiful... Cheryl was doing great considering she is getting over plantar fasciitis. We were almost 3 miles in and my body decided to rebel against me and my zone. I felt as if I could have ran all day. Cheryl was planning to run 30 minutes, turn around, get her bike and ride home.
I 'ditched' (literally) the group and Cheryl turned around at that time. For whatever reason, I accidentally stopped my GPS and ended my run... FRUSTRATING!!!! I am not addicted to my technology, except for the distance I am going...
I got back on the trail, started my GPS, and set a good pace, to catch up with Doug and Leanne. I could see them and was on track to catch up with them.
I was making sure to hydrate regularly as it was beginning to heat up. Once you get outside of the Japanese Gardens, there is little shade and the trail becomes concrete in several areas.
Leanne and Doug were in sight, and as I crossed over the street coming up to Campbell, I didn't see them. I could feel that my body was starting to feel dehyrdrated, even though I was hydrating regularly. I ran to the bridge and turned around. I didn't feel like my body had enough to go farther or look for them if they had turned off of the trail.
As I approached the Kansas Expressway pedestrian overpass, my body was going on strike... There was no way I was going to make it to my car without my belly just completely going against me... Panic was setting in... After stopping for a few minutes (Again stopped my GPS for some reason), I look up and there's Doug and Leanne...
I rejoined them and we started into the gardens. I have a mind block each time I re-enter the gardens and just want to shut down... I think I need a different starting point and route to run during my next long run.
As we were about a mile and 1/2 out, another act of rebellion. At this point, I am frustrated and angry... I JUST WANT TO RUN!!!!! I want to get in a ZONE and run... no distractions from my stomach... NONE...if it would just behave and let me go...
Again, I drop back as Leanne and Doug go ahead of me... I regroup and start back up (didn't touch my GPS). I do not feel well. My head is struggling from not enough hydration... my stomach is upset... my innerself is frustrated....
I am coming up on two women walking, announce myself and they both commented how quiet I was. I loved hearing this as it is my goal to have a nice stride that does not sound like I am pounding the pavement.
As I make one of the final curves of the trail, there is Cheryls smiling, familiar face... she is on her bike headed home. Another curve and there is Doug... He is always good to come back and finish with me, if I have had to take a detour....
I really like running with anyone in this group... It is truly each person for themselves, but also, supporting one another... I do not want to break someone elses zone, pace, goals, etc...
I finished all of my hydration bottles, got to the car and finished my bottle of gatorade... went to Git-N-Go and got a large iced water and chocolate milk.... I really wanted to try and defer this dehydration headache. They usually keep me down all day. It is miserable.
I get home and Dylan does not feel well at all. I talk with Jason, who didn't go because he was helping a friend, and his belly had acted up also...
What is in common with the three of us... we all had Ruby Tuesdays 'Ruby Mini's' the night before....It seems there may be a reason diamonds are a girls best friend.
Dylan and I are headed to Minnesota this coming week... I will be running solo and unfortunately, the area I will be in does not have amazing trails like what I experienced at Dodge Park. Hoping for some great runs while I am there...
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