Distance: 5.45 miles
Rate: 11:25 per mile
Don’t mind me, just sweat getting in my eyes!
I had two reservations in the hour or so leading up to today’s run. The first was, obviously, the distance. I was adding 1.05 miles just out of thin air and I’ve mentioned how crazy that sounds. There’s something round about the number five. Running five miles. Wow. That’s just crazy.
The second thing was, uh, heh, bathroom activity. I won’t get into it, but last night, we went out and got a bunch of Buffalo Wild Wings. Too much, in fact. They say you can’t BQ (that is, qualify for the Boston Marathon) if you partake of any bathroom activities. I’m not trying to BQ, I’m just trying to hit my marks in training and my stomach was gurgling right before I slipped on my outfit. I was concerned.
But I shouldn’t have been!
I felt fine during my warm-up, but once it came time to launch, I had to fight my brain.
"Seriously," it said, "five miles?"
"Yes," I said, to my brain, in my brain.
The Gump was in full effect, but once I left Guitar Pick Park, I was on it. Today I’d be adding a new third leg to the journey, a place I’d never been to before on foot or in vehicle. I was tempted to knock that leg out first (or even do it twice), but I opted for the first standard leg to the school first. For the second mile, I ran down the new neighborhood. It was peaceful. People rolling home after long days at work. I’d charted this all out on Google Maps and so I mentally knew the way, but it’s all got a different feel in-person. I’d done the same thing when we went out for The Color Run, but it was so very different in person.
Anyway, third mile complete, the fourth mile came from the new leg from earlier this week that runs by the house, but is largely recycled from other bits of other runs. At this point, it started to get dark out. I took my sunglasses off and it was still really dark. I was getting a Germany vibe for some reason. Been getting a lot of those. I haven’t been there in twenty-three years, but I just had that ping. The fifth mile back to the house was great as well, but in an ‘obviously, this is the last stretch back to the house, thank god’ kinda way.
This run was great! I feel like I can achieve anything if five miles went that easy. Next week is largely the same, but the long run is six miles. Being able to run a half-marathon by May is weird to think about. So weird.