Yoga was good, once I got focused on the task at hand. We did a lot of hip opening poses, which was nice prep for this Sunday's 20 miler! Of course the Friday Night Yoga Chickens were up to their usual antics. At one point Heidi instructed us into Child's Pose and to put our hands on our butts. Debbie named this the Ass Asana. Yeah, it as funnier at the time. We closed Yoga with a nice Oooooommmmm all feeling much more centered than when we ventured into class.
The walk on Saturday was great. The weather could not have been more perfect. It was a long day, so very worth it.
Today was my second 20 mile run. I had a stretch of 23 miles. I ran 20.5 partly because I was running, ha, into logistical issues with parade goers in our little town, streets being blocked off and parade watchers putting up chairs. Instead of fighting through that frustration I took the hill to home. I ran up the hill at nearly a steady pace! I think all the people lining up to watch the parade were a bit of an encouragement?
When I got home and guzzled down my chocolate coconut water while walking up and down the block something on the back of my right shoe caught my eye. Blood? Wha? New shoes attack again (dress, not running), I had a little blister thing I put a bandage on and well the rubbing on the sock and the back of the shoe, wow, there was a lot of blood, I'll spare you those details.
Of course this needed to be documented! While I was taking the picture a neighbor came up and said "Hey, Beth I hear you are a marathoner! Congratulations!" I corrected him and said in three weeks, hey, lets not count our chickens before they hatch, right? He said it was rather impressive and wished me luck! Sweet guy.
|Well that is gross.|
I kept pretty consistent through the run it was tiring and parts frustrating, all in all I got out of my own head about running while I was running and let my thoughts take over on other matters. I haven't figured a solution for world peace, yet, but there is always hope, right?
On my run back into RI from CT one of the bikers who hang out on the bridge was grinning ear to ear and said "You go girl" and held out his hand to give me a fist bump. Rock on dude, thank you! That was a good lift nearing mile 14! Never underestimate the power of giving someone encouragement, even someone you don't know.
It was a beautiful cool, sunny, fall day, perfect for a run. A few walkers out, a couple other runners and the usual bikers. Really nothing much to report about the run. I think I am fairly tired. But it goes to show you what a little focus does for a person. My last 20 miler was 4:16 with a pace of 12:47 pace. Think how much better my 1/2 at Newport will be Sunday after a Saturday Meditation session?
|Splits - Mile 17 - 19 were a little tough the rest pretty consistent!|
|Pace / Elevation. Kinda explains mile 17 - 19, eh? HILL!|
Beth, satisfied with today's run.