13 Mile Run Down

Last Monday Katie's big bro. Eric was kind enough to run the second half of the Halloween Half with me.  He ran slower than usual to stay with me and I ran faster than normally could to try and keep up. We had a good chat.

His opinion, right or wrong, is that it's better to run the full distance of a race (in my case 13.1 miles) before you actually compete in the race.  That way you're not thinking, "I hope I can finish this race."  Running the mileage before hand allows you to focus on things such as pace setting and speed. 

Taking Eric's advise I set out to run 13 miles on Friday.  I mapped out the distance between Kaite's parents house in Mapleton and our mortuary (in case the 5 people who follow my blog have forgotten we live in a mortuary in Spanish Fork) and found that it was roughly about 6.58 miles one way.  I laced up my shoes, threw on my brightest colored shirt and took off. 

Put it on your records that I realize it was a little dangerous to run in the dark on long roads that have no lighting, but I was extremely careful.  I ran into oncoming traffic (meaning I ran on the left side of the road) so I could see the cars coming from miles out.  I would get off the road and run in the weeds till they passed.  Looking into getting flashing lights, headlamps, etc., but for now a yellow shirt worked. 

When I got the the Newrens Hannah was sitting on her computer cooking a pizza all by herself (on a Friday night).  Lame Hannah.  After a little convincing Hanna strapped on her running shoes and hit the pavement with me.  She did really well and we kept up a good pace.  Katie was at a wedding shower (or a Luau) and was determined to pick me up on her way home to save what little time we had left, on our date night, for us time.  She reached us just before we got back to Spanish Fork main street.  So I guess I only ran 12.5 miles, but I'm going to call it 13 miles.

It felt good.

My hipflexers were a little sore on Saturday, but I still managed to get two football games in that morning (and a BYU game).  Throw in some Ruth's Chris in Park City and Saturday was a busy day.

I'm pumped for this week.  It's supposed to be a rest/little mileage week.  I just ate nachos.  They were good.