Another Long One and Battle Wounds

16 miles. Done. Yay!

And to my delight, it was much easier than the 15 last week. I'm not saying it was a piece of cake, but I was not plagued with negative thoughts for the majority of the run.

I ran the first 8 miles with a friend. That made the miles just fly by. By mile 13 I was getting really tired. Mile 14 I just kept thinking "2 more, 2 more" Mile 15 and I was dragging. I shuffled to my finish line and felt complete relief with the stop.

It took 3 hours 18 minutes. That includes time for 3 bathroom breaks and multiple walking breaks. After I was finished I had a 1 mile walk back to my car. I passed a crepe shack. Oh yummy! And I was famished from those miles. Next time I'll remember to put a couple bucks in my pocket. I can still smell them. Mmmmm!

All these miles are making me SO hungry! I downed a Gatorade, 2 GU's and a Powerbar during the run. I loaded up on carbs last night. Not from the best sources, but I don't feel bad about that now 'cause I burned it ALL off! I'm gonna eat us out of house and home, I'm sure.

As for the battle wounds. Blisters, chafed skin, a really bad sore from running with the wrong kind of clothes on (and then I forgot about it and rubbed the sore right off during a shower--I now know what color "flaming red" is). And another sore on my leg--that one I got from a pouch of Gatorade that I carried in my pocket. My knees are holding up pretty good. They're sore now but that'll go away with more joint pills, ice and stretching.

It was a good run and helped knock down a piece of that wall.