So. I have come to terms with the fact that there will never be
FLAMES coming from my shoes as I move along the road.
I ran five miles today. This is the longest I have run since my unfortunate fall in February (when I broke the fingers, I won't rehash it…have no fear).
It was a bit difficult. I found the first two miles were alright. Mile three totally sucked for one reason or another. Mile Four wasn't actually much better. I started to feel a little tiny bit nauseous.
I allowedmyself to walk the last 0.10 of mile four because I was terrified by the idea of mile 5.
Mile five on the other hand was fine. I felt the lactic acid burn in my quads, but it wasn't too bad, and I also got a nice giddy feeling. Initially I thought it was a runner's high, but then I realized that I was probably just dizzy. I just looked at my run on the computer (Garmin). You know how they say the first mile is always the fastest?? My fifth mile, the one where I thought I was sucking wind…
was the fastest by about 10 seconds. Personally, i think I just wanted to get to that shower.
Clearly, I am not meant to be out there sprinting things.
I'll say, I mailed off my registration for the "Gallop for the Gravy" 5K and based on todays 5K time, I am just hoping someone runs behind me in a ski mask wielding a large machete, because otherwise my time is not going to be a PR and I need a PR right about now!!!
Anyone else running on Turkey Day?