I had been looking forward to last Friday for months. Honestly. The opening of Wild Water West (my favorite water park, and 2nd home during the summer. The 1st being the bike trails) and the weekend Sex and the City 2 premiered. Combine that with seeing my BFFF and we have ourselves a good weekend, no?
Before she rolled in to town, I had to get my first long run post-marathon done. I had 12 miles on the schedule but decided to do 10-12 to be on the safe side and allow myself the option of shortening it if necessary. I got out the door at 8:30am and already knew I had made a mistake by leaving so late. Hello summer. Welcome to SoDak!
I started off a little fast. Then when I tried to reign in my legs, I opted for the slower side. My normal spot on splits were no where to be seen! I stopped for a quick drink of water at fountains along the trail at 2 miles and 3.5 miles. At mile 5 (where I decided to turn around), I was *dying* of thirst. Bad sign. I tried to slow my pace waaaaaay down. The wind I was running into definitely helped to slow me down. Grrr. The last couple of miles felt as terrible on my tummy as the last few of the marathon did. Blech.
I was beyond happy to be finished. Mental note: must focus on hydrating all day (and night) to help avoid dehydrating. Might have to suck it up and bring my handheld on long runs this summer. When you sweat as much as I do, it's not cool to go with out the waaa waaa. Seriously I haven't had this much sweat roll down my legs since summer ball in high school when we'd be sprinting up and down the court in 90+* gyms! P.S. My legs look unnecessarily meaty in this shot. Please ignore that.
I did 10 miles in 1:34:16 for a pace of 9:26.
Post-run and post-shower it was off to the waterpark. I love the sun. I love the smell of sunscreen. I love boys with their shirts off. What? It's true. :) I got to hang out with my BFFF and see some old friends. After getting our tan on (and by tan I mean reapplying sunscreen every 45 minutes and nagging all the boys who were acting too cool for melanoma to apply as well) we got ready and went out for drinks. Somehow we both took our cameras and took zero pictures. BFFF fail.
Sunday morning I hit the trail for an easy paced 6 mile run. Barely two miles into the run I saw a familiar face: Angie! My old boss in college, who is seriously just the sweetest person in the world. We've tried to make plans to run in the past, and they have always fallen through. The funniest thing: only runners seeing each other on the bike trail will do the following-- a) start waving and smiling as soon as they recognize each other. b) simultaneously stop their stop watches as they slow to meet up. c) embrace in a mondo sweaty gross hug. After we caught up for a few minutes, we both went on our way.
About two miles later, I ran into my Prince of Persia date, who decided to jog along with me for a while. Sidenote: fairly certain my ~9:30 mm pace for him would be like me trying to run a 12 mm. Sorry! My heavily sweated self must not have freaked him out too much because we made plans to hang out on Sunday night. Mental note: Must get faster. ;)
I ran 6 miles in 57:06 for a pace of 9:31.
Both people I ran into while running commented that they could tell it was me from afar because I was wearing green. Good to know that I've been known for my green tendencies long before my running days. Also, how fab is it to run into friendly faces on a run??? Answer: pretty fabulous.