See if you can spot me and my bed head. Not going to look pretty when I'm about to run. #dontGAF |
As mentioned in my previous blog post, last week's brunch run was a real bear. My legs felt pretty sore all week and I was starting to doubt my ability to do the race if the run was affecting me that much. Well, toward the end of the week my legs felt a little better and I was able to trick myself into running five miles Friday night by allowing myself to finish at the grocery store so I could buy pizza. True story. Carried my credit card and then did a half mile cool down walk with my frozen pizza. Whatever works, right?
Saturday morning I was a little concerned because I had done three on Thursday and five on Friday. That isn't much at all, but with the way my legs were still kind of feeling the brunch run I figured Saturday's twenty miler might be a real death march. Instead, I was pleasantly surprised. My legs actually felt pretty good the entire run. The last mile was a big of a slog, but otherwise they felt much better than last week and didn't feel like they were being overworked.
The challenge this run was my energy level. I felt completely zapped of energy from about mile twelve onward. Towards the end it was all I could do to stare at the ground and just shuffle forward. Completely different than last week where my legs were screaming but my energy level was okay. Usually in a marathon you are fighting both so I guess it was good to have practice at the other one this week! I am not sure of the culprit, but I did not fuel at all until the second half of the run because I was having indigestion from my pizza run the night before. #runnerlife
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