Cue up the Elton John Music. And while he’s singing away, time for the Snoopy Dance!
The 8 Miler is in the books and I did it.
I wasn’t sure going into this one. I was apprehensive for a lot of reasons. We did this route before a few weeks ago, for the 4 mile loop, and while I completed it I was disappointed because I walked more than I wanted to. Last week I was tanking at about mile 6, and this route had a monster hill after mile 6 and I wondered if that would just do me in. Then having my last run cut waaaaaaaaaay short because my leg was cramping up, I wasn’t sure what to expect.
But I pulled this puppy off. And there are 4 hills that are just nasty (or two hills that we had to run twice). The fact I could keep running the mile and a half or so after the last one pleases me to no end.
Kinda tickles me really.
You can see the hills on this one:
I think our trainer is a bit sadistic. But don’t tell him I said that.
We won’t talk about time. I do have to ask myself why I’m set on running when walkers are going faster than me. But this time, for me it’s not about the time as much as it is getting it done.
Next week, we scale back to a 5 mile run. On a flat course. It wasn’t that long ago that 5 miles seemed unreachable, now it just seems easy.
This running thing can be addictive at times, can’t it?