Drink life through a straw.
The yearly reflection is upon us. Winter is no longer coming, it has arrived. And with these cold dark months comes the perfect time to review the year we are leaving behind.
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12 miles.
I ran 12 miles this morning. Full-out, I didn't stop. I finished in 1 hour and 56 minutes - that is less than 10 minute miles - the fastest I have run since starting my training!!!
It felt so amazing to finish. 12 miles is the furthest, and longest I have ever run. Ever. I feel like a super hero. If I can run this far, and push myself to do this - who knows what else I am capable of!
Today's run was so encouraging, especially since over the past week I have not been too enthused to train or run. Running felt more like an obligation than a desire to achieve a goal, make myself stronger, and push myself beyond anything that has ever been within my realm of possibility before.
But, whenever I finish a long run, I remember why I am doing this. I am not running just because it is a great way to get in shape, but rather, I am running because it is a challenge. Each time I finish a run, I am breaking down walls and proving to myself that I can do more than I thought myself capable of. (ok, I apologise for the cheez and melo-drama, but please bear with me - it is, all of it, true.)
I'm learning to really love my long runs (much more than the little short ones), especially because they provide a excellent way to tour London. I see the entire city in two hours, without the expense, or stress, of the tube. Running along the Thames, I start in beautiful Battersea Park, cross the bridge and continue through to MIlibank, past Westminster and Parliament, along the river to St. Paul's Cathedral, across the Millennium Bridge to the Tate Modern, down Southbank, past the London eye, continuing along the river past MI6 and Vauxhall, and eventually closing my run as I had back to Battersea and then home to Clapham. A whirlwind tour. But it certainly makes the running more interesting - especially when playing the game of "dodge the tourist(s)".
12 miles, a great accomplishment, but I've got 14.2 more miles to go, and 10 more weeks of training.
Amsterdam, here I come.
I ran 12 miles this morning. Full-out, I didn't stop. I finished in 1 hour and 56 minutes - that is less than 10 minute miles - the fastest I have run since starting my training!!!
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It felt so amazing to finish. 12 miles is the furthest, and longest I have ever run. Ever. I feel like a super hero. If I can run this far, and push myself to do this - who knows what else I am capable of!
Today's run was so encouraging, especially since over the past week I have not been too enthused to train or run. Running felt more like an obligation than a desire to achieve a goal, make myself stronger, and push myself beyond anything that has ever been within my realm of possibility before.
But, whenever I finish a long run, I remember why I am doing this. I am not running just because it is a great way to get in shape, but rather, I am running because it is a challenge. Each time I finish a run, I am breaking down walls and proving to myself that I can do more than I thought myself capable of. (ok, I apologise for the cheez and melo-drama, but please bear with me - it is, all of it, true.)
I'm learning to really love my long runs (much more than the little short ones), especially because they provide a excellent way to tour London. I see the entire city in two hours, without the expense, or stress, of the tube. Running along the Thames, I start in beautiful Battersea Park, cross the bridge and continue through to MIlibank, past Westminster and Parliament, along the river to St. Paul's Cathedral, across the Millennium Bridge to the Tate Modern, down Southbank, past the London eye, continuing along the river past MI6 and Vauxhall, and eventually closing my run as I had back to Battersea and then home to Clapham. A whirlwind tour. But it certainly makes the running more interesting - especially when playing the game of "dodge the tourist(s)".
12 miles, a great accomplishment, but I've got 14.2 more miles to go, and 10 more weeks of training.
Amsterdam, here I come.