This past weekend was my last "long" run of 8 miles. After months of my shortest long run being 13+ miles, it was a welcome relief. My original plan was to knock it on Saturday, but when the weather predictions looked dicey for Saturday, I decided to get it done on Friday instead.
It was a chilly day - high 30s when I left my apartment - but still sunny and beautiful. It took me a mile or two for my lungs to get adjusted to the colder air, but eventually the burning sensation in my lungs subsided. I tried to get into a groove, but marathon anxiety was starting to get the best of me - I kept constantly checking my Garmin for pace and was being hypersensitive about every tiny twinge I may or may not have felt in my legs. In an effort to calm myself down, I tried to slow down and appericiate all the lovely sights I was running past.
Like the waterfront by the town's boat launch
|Boat launch at Longshore Park|
The public golf course that winds through my town's golf course
|Golf course (and running paths!) in Longshore Park|
The fall foilage that lined that neighborhood streets
|One of the neighborhoods I run|
The next morning I had planned on doing another short run. It was supposed to be an ugly day - cold with an icy rain, and some potential snow in the evening. But hey, it was October...I figured we wouldn't get much more than a dusting. When I woke up the sky looked pretty gray and I really didn't feel like being caught in an cold rain, so I decided to eat a leisurely breakfast, run a few errands, and then hit the gym for an indoor run.
Yeah...this was my view from my treadmill at my apartment's gym. Does this look like rain to you?!
|Yes, that white stuff, is snow.|
But on the positive note, I did manage to get all my miles in despite the crazy weather. Now all that left is a few short runs, some packing, a train ride...and viola! It's marathon time!!