So today was the nine miler. I have to say I was pretty worried about it since I didn't do the 8 miles last week. Ahh...but the route...it was right back at Piedmont Park and through downtown again. It made me want to get out of bed.
I went to bed early and got up early. Of course we've been getting more little tips about hydrating and what to eat before. I downed a glass of water and ate some peanut butter toast. Not bad.
I got there and everyone was there....except my compadre Emmers. Well, at least my little running buddies were there. Brenda and I set our pace together and we stuck together the whole time. Brenda is awesome, but part of the decision criteria in sticking with her is the fact that she had a water belt and vitamin bricks. Oh yes...zero in on the person with the most to offer and stick with them.
I have to say it was probably the best pace I've hit yet. I was so consistent. One of the trainers was running with us for a bit. She is a big history buff. As we were running through different areas she would point out little things and start spouting out facts. It was like a running tour. Pretty cool. She's also very entertaining. She'll run up behind you at a stop light and start break dancing or singing "All the runners in the house say oooo oooooooo (disco noises)".
It was my first time trying the bricks. Brenda shared one with me about midway through. Wow! What a difference! It's like mouthful of energy! Emma asked what the consistency is like. It's like a cross between jello and taffy. It takes some getting used to, but all in all, not bad. And, hey, if it gets me to the end then I think I am a willing participant.
We finished it and we had a good time doing it. Nine miles was actually easier than the 7 miles. Who'da thought?
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