Saturday I peeled myself out of the biscuit entirely too early to head out for my longest training run ever. 22 miles on my schedule. Now, for my last 50K, I ran a marathon 4 weeks before so I used that as a "training run" even though I was racing it. So technically, this is still my longest training run ever. Make sense? I got in 6 miles and met up with a few sweet girls for 4 more. Then Hot Latina joined me for 6 more miles....BTW, she asked to be called Hot Latina. Love that girl.
This sign lives on the trail and it just makes me smile. So cute!
It was actually a little overcast and there was a nice breeze, a welcome change. But it was plenty humid! We ran through sprinklers every chance we got.
Okay, so this pic is cheating a little bit. A few weeks ago for my 20 mile run, I had a biscuit from Whataburger around mile 11. Remember, I'm experimenting with different types of fuel for my long runs. First there was pizza, then biscuits. The pizza was great but the biscuit was even better! Mmm, I just love a good biscuit. So I repeated the biscuit business again for 22 miles. This time though, I bought 2. One for post run. :o)
They really don't know what to think of me at Whataburger. Here comes a stinky, sweaty girl, with no shirt, a strange backpack, requesting a biscuit and ice water to go with no bag.
I'm really enjoying having real food on these longer runs. It satisfies my need for high calories, and the biscuit is pretty bland, so no chance of upsetting my tummy. Plus, I think all that bread absorbs some of the water I'm consuming so maybe less sloshing? Whatever it is, it's working! I also got a big cup of ice water to refill my Camelbak. The cool water was very welcome.
I bade Hot Latina farewell at mile 16 and finished up the last 6 on my own. I still had a lot of energy so I tried to make up some of the time we spent walking, by fartleking my way home. I'd pick out a tree, car or fire hydrant and "sprint" towards it. Man, I've gotten pokey running in this heat. After El Scorcho, I'll have a lot of hard work at the track to pick the pace back up. Eh, I'll worry about that in August.
As mentioned, I got 2 biscuits. I usually don't have an appetite for a while after a really long run. I get home, have about 6 ounces of chocolate milk, stretch, shower, foam roll...and then about 2 hours after my run the hunger hits. Just all of the sudden. And I don't want anything healthy! I'm craving crap and soda. And on Saturdays, after my long run, I let myself eat the crap. Of course, I follow with a vitamin for some nutritional value!
Lemme tell you, 22 miles wiped me out. I took a 2 hour nap around noon and then another nap later that night! Being out in the heat just takes it out of me.
Today I got in 8 more miles, mowed the yard and then rode my bike to the Community Garden for Harvest Time. That's right, the potatoes are ready! Well, some of them anyway. This is the first thing that I've had any success with and I couldn't be more excited! I hosed 'em off so they'd be all purdy for the pic.
You can imagine how fun it was to ride through town with a sack of potatoes in one hand while trying to steer my bike with the other.
That's it. Believe me, as it was happening, I was fully aware that I didn't get much accomplished this week. While the rest of you were out racing, riding 200 miles, PR'ing, etc, I was napping. Napping and digging up potatoes.
My exciting life.