So, last week, when I was really upset with my 11 mile run? Revenge today! I had 12 miles on the schedule today and I wasn't sure what was going to happen. I changed a bunch of things from last week. I ran in the evening today (mostly based on schedule), I took water with me this time, and I started out with a slower pace. It turns out I was much slower this time, but I'm okay with that.
The great thing about living in the country is the different places to run. During my 12 mile run, which took me 2:22:26 (I know, it's reeeally slow) I can probably count on one hand, the number of cars that passed me while I was running. There were times where all I could hear was my breathing and the sound of my water bottles sloshing. It was so serene and beautiful.
When I was coming up on 7.75 miles, the point where I stopped for a long time last week, I started to get really nervous but kept talking myself through it and knowing I was going to take another gel at 8.5 miles, I knew it would be help.
I kept thinking about why I was doing this and how good is it going to feel in two weeks when I cross that finish line and I realized that I've never in my life pushed myself to do something like this before. I've never pushed myself outside of my comfort zone to go further or to do more than I ever thought I could. No matter what happens in two weeks, I'm extremely proud of myself.