Seven- Emma and I got our booties up early and made it out to Piedmont Park for our seven mile run. The weather was actually beautiful. It was sunny and warm. It was our first time back with the group after all the holidays. We had a beautiful route and it was so nice to be out there, but I must admit that I was not feeling the run as much as I thought I would.
We found a little group to run with. Emma took the lead, and I...I took the rear. Really, I think it is a was a form of team work. Emma realized the others would need someone to show them the way, and I realized that everyone would need someone to make them feel better about themselves. Awesome! We were the cookies and the others were the cream!
My new shoes are great but I have to say there is something very different about them that my feet haven't gotten used to. My ankles started aching about 3 miles in. All I could think about was how true the analogy of running as "pounding pavement" is.
Two things kept me going. First the route. It was so awesome. We ran past the BOA where I used to work. Then down to Centennial Olympic park. Then back to Juniper Street through all of the pretty neighborhoods. Finishing off with one more loop around Piedmont Park.
The second thing that kept me going was the waterstop. The trainers had planned a waterstop into the route which they said was about 4 miles in. Starting at mile 3 all I could think of was "H2O!!!" They kinda lied. It was really 5 miles in. It helped, but by that time I was already wiped out. I didn't have a chance. I struggled through the last mile but I did it. As long as I finished I don't even care.
They timed us on this run. My time? One hour twenty-four minutes. Not to shabby. Right on pace for an 11 minute mile. Thats awesome! It's actually a great marathon pace! Go me!
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