Sorry for not posting about my run last night, but I just needed to do a full post or I wouldn’t do it justice.
It was, by far, the best run I have ever had.
I actually feel like a runner for the first time in my life.
I ran 6.24 miles in 57:51, which is my longest run AND my best time ever per mile (average).
I honestly just cannot get over it – the longest I had ever run was just over 4 miles, so once I hit that, I just could not quit smiling. I’m sure I looked like an idiot, running around the walking track at the park just grinning for no reason. Plus, I’m pretty sure I’m the only person in town that runs in a skirt :)
Since Nick was cutting the grass yesterday after work, I knew I wanted to try to run a bit longer than we usually do, but I was planning on just doing 5 miles – which still would have been a PDR – but I ended up doing more.
The first 3 miles honestly felt easy and fun for (quite possibly) the first time ever and I beat my last 5K time. It just felt good to be out there. I’m sure it helped that it wasn’t hot; the clouds and cool breeze definitely made it easy to get out there today and just go. Between mile 3-4, I started to get some side stitches, but I just focused on breathing through them and they would go away, then come back a bit, go away, etc. They never got so bad that I felt like I needed to stop and walk at all, which is another big thing for me.
Once I had done my 6 laps around the park and hit 4 miles, I thought about following my original plan and heading back to hit 5 miles before I got home.
But I was feeling good. And, I figured, I’m already out here, I’m not having bad cramps – let’s see if how I feel after one more lap. I still felt pretty good, and by then, I knew if I did one more lap before heading back, I would hit 6 miles. So I did it.
I did it.
I feel like such a goober, but I actually had tears in my eyes when I got home and started stretching.
Never in my life would I have ever thought that I would run 6 miles ON PURPOSE and enjoy myself and feel great. I never ran before March of last year – ever – unless you count running between bases playing softball. I never thought I could ever call myself a runner. I never thought I could push so hard and go so long (ha – that’s what she said!)
After seeing all the amazing recaps and just inspirational posts over the past couple of weeks from other runners, I felt so motivated to just see what I could do today. To not stop because “I hit my goal for today” – to just go if I was feeling good.
I now know how hard it is to get to this point. It is not easy or fun everyday that you’re out there. I started out last year not being able to run more than 1 minute at a time. I hated it – it hurt, I couldn’t breathe, my legs burned, my lungs burned…I found every excuse to go as easy on myself as possible. Until I finally signed up and paid to run in my first 5K last April. Then I realized that I would have to start working and pushing myself if I wanted to finish a race without stopping to walk unless necessary.
This is probably the most rambly (is that a word?) post I’ve ever had, but I am just so happy and proud of myself for pushing myself and seeing what I can do.
Gah – I ran 6 miles!!!
I am Brandi – hear me run.
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