Today was the day I decided to push past my previous 10-mile runs, and I set my goal at 13 miles, which is a good improvement. With the Marine Corps Marathon just over 6 weeks away, I need to start increasing my distance.
Today’s run SUCKED. There is no other way of describing it, and why sugar-coat it? It started okay, I was singing a Maroon 5 song in my head and thinking how great this run was going to be. And then Mile 4 hit and my left calf muscle tightened up. And it never loosened, which meant I spent the next 9 miles nursing it – walking and stretching it, talking nicely to it: “come on little calf muscle, loosen up, come on…” Unfortunately I can’t sweet talk my muscles. Perhaps next time I’ll try talking dirty to them – perhaps they’ll respond better to that. When my calf muscle tightened it threw off my stride and I began to feel a dull ache in the outside of my right knee. I also got blisters on my right foot which is a first in my training. Nonetheless I pushed on, although I was in enough pain to stop the singing in my head (which is completely different from the voices in my head – those little fuckers never shut up!)
Finishing my run I had another first – I felt nauseous, really nauseous. Lovely. So my muscles hurt, my joints aches, I have blisters on my toes and now I’m going to puke? Why the fuck am I running this far again?! Can someone please remind me? Oh yeah, because I actually want to do this, and because until today I’ve been enjoying my runs.
So I don’t really feel like She-Ra today, but maybe if I keep repeating it, I’ll start to feel that way and I’ll wanna keep running. Right?
