I’ve never been into parades or drinking green beer, but I hope all of you who do are having a blast doing so! My day has been pretty quiet and that’s A.O.K with me.
Today was my first long run since just before leaving on vacation (Mar 1). I had my first 20 mile training run scheduled for last Sunday, however Mr. Norovirus had other plans. I really never got dressed and spent most of that day in a horizontal position. Enough said about that (shudder).
But with all of that said, I resisted the urge to make up for lost mileage. I’ve still got three 20+ mile training runs that will prepare me for Maine Coast Marathon in a mere 8 weeks, so I’m honestly not worried. Originally, I had 16 miles on today’s agenda, but decided 13 made more sense. If by chance I felt remarkable towards the end, I had a plan that I could implement to add the 3+ miles back in. Not surprisingly, “remarkable” isn’t a word I would describe today’s run as.
It wasn’t bad either. I headed out into the windy 20 degree temperatures with my trusty grape Gatorade and a few gels. I decided I would practice staying in a pace range. After being all over the place with pace during some recent runs, I thought today would be the perfect day to practice. I honed in on a 9:00 – 9:15 pace and kept my eye on my Garmin while trying to feel the pace with my body. I’m happy to report that I stayed within that range for almost the entire 13 miles and ended up with an even 9:00 average pace. A couple times I was heading in a faster pace range; other times I had gotten into a bit more lazy pace range. Both times though, I felt the change. It’s cool to “feel” the pace and find that you’re spot on (with the Garmin). It was a good focus for me today and insurance that I wouldn't overdo and end up with an injury.
Post run, I had a second breakfast of waffles, topped with my favorite Mrs. Butterworth’s syrup. Yep, not that interested in real maple syrup (I know, gasp!). After taking the world’s hottest and longest shower, I got on with preparing for a nice partial-family pasta dinner. “Partial” because the others already had a more appropriate St. Patrick’s Day corned beef & cabbage type of menu planned and our invitation was last minute. Next time!
So with meatballs simmering, a hot fire in our pellet stove, and sore-in-a-good-way legs, life is good! I am faced with a challenge though. My sweet tooth shut-off button continues to be broken and I bought these gems for dessert –
There may or may not be a few missing. Don’t judge.
Happy St. Patrick’s Day!!!