Wednesday, April 28, 2010
April 28th, 2010 - 10 Mile Run
The continued prayer is, “Lord keep me focused. Keep my mind stayed on You. Help me to bring You praise. I know You believe in me. Please help me in my unbelief. Amen.”
I knew tonight’s run was going to be a long one. I had been psyching myself up for it all day. It had to be a well executed run because I really felt like I injured myself after the last one. It felt good at the time, but the next day I was having some serious Achilles Tendon issues in my left leg. I don’t know if it was because I had adjusted my foot fall and been too hard on my heels when I went to plant them or if it was because I didn’t stretch afterward. If I haven’t already told you, I really hate stretching. Hate it. I rarely do it. If I were advising people, I would tell them to always be sure to stretch. Stretch during a long run, at about mile 7, after the run and do a serious stretching session on rest days. But I never do.
I did this run 4 minutes on and 1 minute off, as usual, and I knew I had to take it really easy. I’d just read the site for the Disneyland Half Marathon in September and it said that all the runners had to maintain at least a 16-minute mile pace. Typically, I would never worry about that. Even when I’m running a fever, I maintain a 12-minute pace, but now that I knew it was required, it was really stressin’ me out.
So mile 1 was as usual, just terrible. I decided that I would keep Country music on the iPod. I love the country music that I have but I wouldn’t call myself Country music fan. I am however a HUGE sucker for Patriotic Music and that ends up being Country Music more often than not. But I digress.
Let’s skip to Mile 5. Mine eyes have seen the glory of the coming of the Lord…. Really. I’m going delirious so I take some GU and wait for it to kick it. It'some horrible citrus flavor that I can barely get down. I bought it when I was trying to find a favorite. I'll be sticking with Chocolate Outrage from now on.
Mile 7 is feeling pretty good and there is a slight decline so I am picking up some serious speed. I pass a lady like she’s standing still. I'm feeling good.
At mile 9, I know that I am a half mile from home. I'm exhausted and I have absolutely hit the wall but I need to figure out how to add an extra half mile to the run so I can get an even 10. Crap!
So I turn the corner and start up the street toward the school instead of crossing the street and heading toward home. Home!
I don't even remember what I did when I got home and I still can't find my Pepper Spray. The kids were still awake and I am so happy about that. I can't wait to give them hugs and kisses, but I can't because I am disgusting. I need to shower. So I keep them at arm's length and pray with them and listen to their day. I'm barely paying attention. Ten miles takes me to my limit and I am barely functioning. But I love these little people and they give me strength.
Now where the heck is my Pepper Spray? I gotta find it before one of the kids does. Zzzzzz........