Yesterday Jeremy got off work early, and I had asked if I could go on a trail run, hoping to knock out my 12 mile run for this month. Kinda cool that I did my 11 mile & my 12 mile in the same week. I was feeling the high from that 11 mile run for a couple of days, it was pretty sweet. Wasn't too badly sore from it either.
Today I am sore!
Jeremy asked me if that 12 mile trail hike/run was the hardest run I've ever done, and after thinking about it, yep, it was!
I went to Rancho in the afternoon, it was pretty dead there. Decided to knock out the PG&E hike first because I knew that would be the hardest part. Hiking the steep in the hot afternoon sun felt like it was going to take me out after awhile; I had sweat dripping off of me and I was taking sips of water very frequently.
But I kept plugging along and I made it! Went slow on the downhills after that; had to conserve energy. Took some bites of my granola bar pieces that I brought along, and also dried cantaloupe, interspersed throughout the run. Filled up my water bottle part way through, it was hot out!
I was tired at the end where I had two flat miles; probably my slowest flat miles ever, but hey, I knocked them out and kept the feet moving when they just wanted to walk. Actually Owen's line helped me through the last 3/4ths of a mile: "Johnsons never give up!"
If it's a family motto, there's some pressure to live that out.
Goal was achieved, and next long run will be July 19th with my brother--our first half marathon together! 13.1 miles. It's going to be awesome.
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