As I mentioned yesterday, I’m happy to report the completion of my first of three 20 milers! Hooray!
Not so “hooray” for my sore legs and intestines, but more about that in a bit.
The ING NYC Marathon Tune-up started bright and early at 7:00 a.m. on Sunday, and I planned to wake up with just enough time for a quick snack and treat the race like a training run (i.e., no “racing”).
I had a banana and probably 1/3 of a Clif Bar while I stretched.
And then was out the door with my trusty water bottle full of Gatorade mixed with a lil’ water.
The plan was to run 1 mile before the race and 1 mile after for a total of 20 miles, and I got to the corrals with about 10 minutes before the start.
So, the race. What can I say – 18 miles is a long freakin’ time, and running three hilly loops on the Central Park roads is pretty hard on the body. Especially since I usually run at least part of my long runs on the softer bridle path.
But ya know, there won’t be no dirt paths during the 26.2 on November 7, so I best get used to it!
The volunteers were great and the water/Gatorade stops plentiful, and I finished in 2:46:31, for an average of 9:16/mile. Total for the day was 20.1 miles in 3:05:23, for an average of 9:13/mile.
Here are the deets from the Garmin:
So overall, pretty consistent and finished strong, even though I definitely can’t say it wasn’t painful. I picked up a bag of ice from Food Emporium on the way home because an ice bath was more than necessary.
I jumped into the icey tub and enjoyed a few spoonfuls of Dark Chocolate Dreams peanut butter.
The peanut butter was all I could get down besides water/Gatorade because my stomach was a HOT MESS. I’m beginning to think that no matter what I eat, my stomach does not enjoy long runs and does not hesitate to tell me just how much it hates me for doing them. Ugh.
After a much-needed shower, I finished off the Cliff Bar from earlier in the morning and started re-hydrating. After letting my tum settle for a bit, some toast started sounding like a good idea.
Four slices of sprouted grain toast with almond butter and blackberry jam
It was a gorgeous day in NYC on Sunday, and I literally did not have the energy to go outside for several hours. Luckily, Bravo reality television and blogging were possible from the couch 🙂
My appetite slowly came back throughout the afternoon, and I had a pear sliced into an almost-empty container of Greek yogurt.
Before dinner, I finally found it in me to remove the compression socks and venture outside for a much-deserved pedicure!
Dinner was my usual post-long run favorite – Whole Foods pizza with tons of veggies added on top.
Plum tomato, zucchini and chopped up bell peppers.
Despite my best efforts, I started getting an awful headache from lingering dehydration and kinda had to force the pizza down.
Needless to say, last night I was not feelin’ great at all – horrible headache, dizziness, aching body…UGH. During and after this run/race, I thought for one of the first times in this training cycle:
“Just why the eff am I doing this again?”
This was definitely the most painful runs I’ve had (both during and after), and I have to say the thought of doing 6.2 miles more and (hopefully) faster is a little daunting and a lot scary.
Can I do it? Will it be worth it?
Last night as I was lying in bed with a pounding headache I probably would have said, “hell to the no, I’m done.”
Today I’m feeling more like myself (thank you, ice bath!), and I do think that a). I can SO do it, and b). it will be so worth it. And really, there’s only one way to find out!
Question: Do you ever doubt why you run or train so hard?