Yesterday was National IPA Day! Did you celebrate? Beer = Carbs. Carb Loading = Energy for Long Run.
|Flying Dog's Snake Dog IPA for me!|
I'm pretty sure I have cracked the code that equals long run success. Spoiler Alert: It was not the beer (I don't think). Remember that time when I ran 10 miles and then got really sick?
Yeah. That was no fun. Today, I ran 11.5 miles and I have now been officially done for just about 2 hours and I still feel great. The secret?
I actually had the strawberry ones today. I figured they would taste less like cough syrup than the cherry ones and therefore give me a better first impression. My opinion? They were a little softer/chewier than I expected, but honestly they reminded me a lot of the gummy fruit snacks I ate as a kid minus the fun shapes. Just a thought Clif, but perhaps you should make some shaped like Disney princesses? Please?
Today was all about the mental games. I took it to the treadmill, which was actually smart distance wise because my Nike+ was more than a mile off! Probably need to do a calibration run sooner than later..
I packed a small bag to take to the gym with me. The treadmill probably thought Christmas had come early as I unloaded my belongings into the cup holders (ipod, water bottle, Clif Shot Bloks, sweat towel..).
I decided the best way to conquer this run was to break it into more manageable chunks. I started by doing a 4.5 mile chunk and then stopped to eat 2 bloks. Then, I did another 4.5 mile chunk and ate 2 more bloks. This is going to sound ridiculous, but I kind of bribed myself with them. Only 2 more miles and then you get a snack! I should probably be embarrassed that that was running through my mind.
By the time I finished my second set of 4.5 miles, I only had 2.5 left. The verdict? I felt pretty awesome the first 9 miles. I kept the incline at .5 and varied my speed between 6.0-6.1. The last 2 miles felt really tough, but by the time I got to that last .5 I somehow mustered up some more energy and finished strong. I ran 11.5 miles total in 1:50:43. Sorry, no picture proof today. It would have required three different pictures and then letting you do the math. ;-)
After my run, I had a few swigs of G2 and propped my feet up against the wall while I talked to my mom on the phone. I laughed because I could hear the mail man singing Kanye's "Mercy." I wonder if he knew he was singing out loud?
Now I am going to continue to lounge and will probably eat about 3 more bowls of macaroni and cheese before the day is up.
A Smile for Your Weekend :-) Thanks, Baby Bro!