1. I'm not going to lie. There's a little part of me that feels like I failed on Saturday. That 15 mile run that was on the schedule? Technically it didn't get done. Although I did manage to run 11.6 miles. Initially I had plans to drive out to the park where my Fleet Feet group had been meeting. But then I didn't get to bed until late. Which meant I didn't get up early enough and soon it was noon and I still hadn't gone. I was dragging my feet. Part of it was I scared to run the long miles alone. But I put my shoes on and headed out.
The worst part about waiting so long was that the wind had picked up. So the first 4-5 miles were straight into a steady 20 mile per hour wind. Tough. I got the wind at my back for some, but by then I was at the point in the run where I was making a lot of turns, so it seemed like I could never escape the wind. By the time I made the last turn and was headed home, I was beat from battling the wind for what seemed like almost the entire 11.6 miles. So I stopped. I guess I could have tacked on the extra 3.4 miles (or even headed downstairs to my parents' basement and their treadmill), but my legs were trashed. So the plan called for 15, I finished 11.6. A part of me feels like a bit of a failure. But then there's a part of me that's saying, hey at least I got 11.6 miles done.
2. Monday called for a short 3 mile recovery-type run. To sum it up: It was hard. The hardest 3-miles I've run in forever. The only thing that kept me going was that I was running with my friend Jess.
3. Since Mother Nature decided to dump 2 inches of rain on Oshkosh today I headed indoors to the treadmill. And let me tell you, after Monday's run, I was not looking forward to attempting 7 miles on the dreadmill. Once I started running I was having this argument with myself about the reasons why I could/should cut the mileage down. Ultimately I stayed strong and busted out the 7 miles. In order to make it a bit more entertaining, I ran miles 2, 4 and 6 at a faster pace and took the other miles slightly slower. It got done.
Bonus: Is it bad that I'm looking forward to the Green Bay half marathon, not only for the race itself and another chance to set a new PR, but also because it means I'll be able to have a little bit of a break? For the chance to not feel guilty about not running?