With the BAA 10K just two weeks from tomorrow, I was starting to get really nervous about it. Last week, I had insane left hip pain and worried it was going to sideline me. I logged 2 miles on Tuesday before work, and by 1.5 miles, the pain was searing. I fully intended to run 3 miles before work on Thursday but I just could not get up. I was exhausted, and needed the extra hour of sleep to get through a 12-hour workday (well, 4 of them were volunteering…but still). Because I got home so late on Thursday, running Friday before work was also not an option.
I woke up this morning and got ready, not really sure what I was capable of. I was not hungover by any means (2 beers and a glass of wine over the course of 4 hours on Friday night), but I was definitely dehydrated and my legs felt crampy. But I went out anyway, and actually felt amazing during my run. No hip pain at all! After 1.5 miles, I decided to walk for 60 seconds. I could’ve kept going, but I wanted to make the full 6 miles by any means necessary.
Around the 1.75-mile mark, I saw a bunch of protestors/picketers/harassers outside Planned Parenthood. That pissed me off and encouraged me to keep going.
I turned from Comm Ave. onto St. Paul St., officially in Brookline then, and realized the playground there has a working bubbler. Good to know! I carried a tiny little water bottle with me but maybe I won’t need to on that route anymore.
I continued to walk for 60 seconds at the halfway-point of each mile, and also patiently waited for cross signals or at least a safe opportunity to cross busy streets instead of dodging between cars like I have sometimes done when worried about my time. Today was all about enjoying the journey.
When I got to Washington Square, I was more than halfway through my run and almost out of water. I remembered that Marathon Sports was there and figured they had to be runner-friendly, and sure enough, they allowed me to fill up my water bottle even though they weren’t open yet.
At the 4.5-mile mark, I was approaching the Chestnut Hill Reservoir could tell there was a race going on. Seems there is a race there every other Saturday and I’m pretty much always running there on Saturdays. Turns out this one benefitted an anti-abortion group, and that pissed me off like the Planned Parenthood protestors. These days, I’m not sure what I believe in anymore but it sure seems like the universe put those two groups on my running route to give me angry motivation.
When I got to the 6-mile mark, I was going to stop but then remembered a 10K is actually 6.2 miles (or 6.21371 if you want to get technical), so I kept going for another 2 minutes or so. I finished in 1:04:32 – my longest run and my furthest run. Sadly, my Garmin Forerunner did not give the happy announcement because I used it to record my 17-mile bike ride on Memorial Day Weekend, so it considers that my longest/furthest run. Oops! Need to erase that one so it doesn’t “count” anymore.
I properly stretched and then rewarded myself with breakfast and coffee from the cafe across the street from my apartment. I was also going to reward myself with a much-needed manicure (I still have a gift certificate from my birthday 8 months ago!) but I couldn’t get an appointment until tomorrow, so today is going to be a relaxing day. I’m even going to take an ice bath – well, just a cold bath – to give my legs some recovery time.
I signed up for the Fitbit Local event tomorrow evening, but they changed the location without telling anyone until yesterday. I think that’s pretty crappy of them, but I guess it’s a free event so they thought no one would care. Unfortunately it means the event is no longer just up the street from me and is instead at the Common, so I won’t be going. Instead, I’ll run my own little 5K – logging a total of 11 miles over the past week!
Also, I rode my bike to work again on Wednesday. I think I’m going to make it a regular thing. My poor tailbone still hurts too much to ride more than once a week right now, but I may invest in a wider seat (AKA a fat person’s bike seat) and see if that makes a difference. I’d love to avoid $12/day parking more than once a week if I can!