Firstly, can we please quickly note how far, far, FAR, a marathon is? Because if we do the math, and we’re gonna do the math, I only ran 68.7% of the marathon distance (42.2km / 26.2 miles) this morning, and yet it felt like a freaking ultra marathon!!!! Yup. October 13, ‘13 (Chicago Marathon date) is going to be interesting…
I naturally woke up at 6:50am this morning (say WHA?) and in usual Liz-form, lay in bed for an hour switching from “absolutely skipping this run” to “oh, just do it.” And do it I did. (Good English Liz. Why thank you.)
I wasn’t exactly a massive fan of today’s selected route, as there was hardly any shade on the entire thing (lame), and we ran along the lake which gets boring fast, but I sucked my issues up, and rocked up at 8:30am.
The first 10 miles (16k) were pret-ty damn great. I felt like a cheetah, and even paused to snap a few photos, and then leapt and bounded back to the group. Grrrrrrrrrowl <— the cheetah in me. Obviously.
We ran out onto the Leslie Spit (which is a peninsular-type conservatory that jets out of east Toronto). It was pretty, but like I said, NO SHADE.
And, no wind. At times the water even looked like ice because there was zero movement on it.
Toronto sure did look pretty today… and these photos don’t do it justice.
Then, at the one hour mark I started eating my Powerbar Gel Blasts, and I switched from water to Gatorade. Fuelling up baby. Look at me go. Why was I even worried last night? What a drama queen.
And then BAMN. Except it wasn’t really “bamn,” but more of a… “do I need the toilet? Yes. Definitely. No, wait. I’m good. Wait. Yes. Yes I do. No, maybe not.” *as I side-eyed the bushes* My tummy was swishing around with all the sugar and liquid, and I had to slow my pace down a fair bit and within about two miles, my group was out of sight. OUT OF SIGHT.
I was all alone, on the spit, in the heat, with tummy issues, debating which bush to select (oh God), and then I saw THIS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Are you f*cking kidding me? This was probably the worst sign in the history of signs, in the history of the world, that I could have seen. Because as it is, my
fear phobia of snakes is HIGH (remember?) so this was incredibly awful to see. And let it be known that if I ever saw a snake on the road in my car, I would (after freaking the eff out) TRY to kill it. Whatever. Don’t even care. Not even ashamed. I hate them so much (they move with no legs people!!!). And to think I was going to go INTO the bushes *shudder*
Anywho, this sign was a swift kick in my ass to get the hell out of this area, so I RAN faster and harder (perfectly in the middle of the road) and caught up with my group. Luckily I was not eaten by a snake. Phew!
We continued east to the beach, and all these people were chillaxin’ and playing beach volleyball, and eating ice creams, and being all like, “bahahaha you are running, I am not.” I was so jealous of them. But still, I trudged on.
Eventually we hit our turnaround point (high fives for all!) where I checked my running app (Run Keeper) and was all like, “Hell yes! ONLY 7km / 4 miles to go!” But then I realized that was still about an hour. Boooooo.
The final 7kms (4 miles) were HARD. Really, really hard. My breathing was excellent, but the muscles right under my bum started cramping and it was really sore just to keep moving. I walked a little too much (as you’ll see with the numbers below) and ran out of liquid, which didn’t help the situation. My friend Wasila stayed with me, and encouraged me through it, but I even had a moment where I thought I may cry. It was really really hard.
But then I was DONE!!!!
Look at how white my teeth are! Totally used an app for that. Ha! But anywho, the total time I was out there today was 3 hours and 48 minutes. And now? the dirty details:
- Distance: 18.18 miles | 29.1 kms
- Total Time: 3:48:28
- Average time per mile: 12:34
- Average time per km: 7:47
- Toilet Breaks: 0!!! (totally all in my head)
- Water: two 500ml bottles
- Gatorade: two bottles (blue & yellow) - total 620 calories
- Gels: Powerade gummies (delicious!) - total 190 calories
- Total calories burnt: 2,305
- Cuss words: 8 (give or take)
- Tears: none (but I was THISCLOSE)
- SPF: 110 (yes, it’s a real thing, but I STILL GOT BURNT & am now rocking awful tan lines)
- Elevation: 0 - very flat today as we ran along the lake
- Notes: I ran “10 and 1s” - run for 10 minutes, walk for 1, hence the spikes below
(see? miles 17 and 18 were SLOW and HARD)
After the run, I changed, and headed to brunch with the gang. I ordered a beet chicken salad. It was delicious. And full disclosure: when I got home, I was still hungry so I finished off the leftover pasta from last night.
Ohhhhhhh! And-and-and, when I got home I took an ICE-BATH, but that will be a new post, because whoa.
So there y’all go. It’s like you were on my run with me, right? The next few weeks are going to be rough (29k/18 miles again, then 32km/20 miles, then 29k/18 miles again). But let us not think about that.
Happy Sunday Blog People who live in my computer, and thank you for your words of encouragement last night. I thought about you guys today, and raising money for MS (and what’s that? You WANT TO DONATE TO MS TOO? And you want to sponsor one of my miles? Oh you. You’re too kind. Thank you!) and it really, really helped me.