Today was my last long run before the Philly half. The past few weeks, my runs have been fantastic. This one was only slightly less so. I ran my typical route, albeit less populated on this NYC Marathon Sunday, and my legs were sluggish. I attribute that to poor nutrition on Saturday–I had to work at noon, and therefore lunch consisted of 2 “fun” boxes of Milk Duds, 2 “fun” Heath bars, a coke, and a “fun” bag of pretzels. Yes, the aftermath of Halloween is so much “fun.” I made up for it at dinner time with a large salad and tomato soup. Lesson learned–none of that makes for good fuel the next morning on a 13 mile run.
But at about mile 5.5, I heard a “Hey Paige,” turned and saw J–a fellow runner from my running club. She’s got a half the same weekend as mine, and she was on her last long run as well. She fell into pace with me, and we started chatting. J is a good runner, so keeping up with her with my sluggish legs and lettuce and chocolate-fueled tummy was tough, but I persevered. We circled our big park, climbed a steady mile-long hill and then quickened our pace along a long straight-away. We split off at mile 10.
I’m glad I did this. My start was so slow and my legs were so uncooperative, I wasn’t sure how I’d get through the 13 miles. When I look at my splits, my first five miles were getting slower and slower. The next 8 incrementally got faster and faster–even climbing the slog of a hill. It was a bit of a confidence booster to realize I could keep pace with her in the middle of my run.
Speaking of confidence:
Thing 2 self portrait, Sept. 2013
Thing 2, self portrait, Oct. 2013 (at new school)
I’d like to see a smile, but the fact of the matter is that her talent did not increase significantly in the four weeks between self-portraits. What changed, aside from her haircut, is attitude–a willingness to try harder. I’m happiest about that.
I’m also pleased that Thing 1 took his school’s “only seniors can wear Halloween costumes” rule seriously.
(Thing 1 is far right–yellow) They wanted to be Power Rangers but couldn’t get their hands on the costumes. Funny how Teletubbies were available, though.
Thing 3, bless her, has confidence abound:
Thing 3 is far right–she is one of the My Little Ponies. Her friend (2nd from right) is also a My Little Pony, but a different one, just in case you thought both shades of purple wig were the same. My favorite though is the kid on the left–she’s a lab animal. Gotta love 9 year olds!