For those of you who have taken a runcation, you know how hard it is to come home. First you have the tears in the airport, and the praying that all flights are cancelled to your hometown forever. As you board the plane you’re in denial that the runcation is actually over and that you will be running in heaven again tomorrow. When you’re back in your hometown, the car ride is silent the entire way home. All of this turmoil is followed by not running for almost a week. What’s the point? It all seems silly to run somewhere flat, somewhere without mountains or crisp and clean streams of water to hop through.
After a full week back in Indianapolis, I am back on the roads. Last Sunday I ran my first 20miler of this training cycle. My goal was to just get it done (due to scheduling failures, I haven’t run longer than 15 miles this season until now). It went better than expected. Learned a couple of things on this first LONG run:
1. I really need to avoid veggies on my long run days (duh! Yet, I somehow forget).
2. Using my hydration pack instead of stopping frequently to fill up my handheld bottle is the best training decision I’ve ever made.
3. My big toe joint needs attention. I had to stop mid run this past week to adjust my shoe lacing to avoid added pressure to the area in my foot and that didn’t help. I’ve already added ginormous arch supports to my shoes, hoping to reduce the added impact on the joint, and that hasn’t worked. So, back to the drawing board.
Our latest adventure is becoming a distant memory, but now I look forward to my next challenge….