I’m not sure about how most runners feel, but my favorite part of training for half and full marathons is the long run. Once a week for the next four months, I get to leave the puppy at home, turn off my pedometer, blast trashy hip-hop and pop music, and roam around Seattle for as many as 24 miles in one morning. I recognize that most people read the last bit of that sentence and thought, “this chick is insane.” I get it. A 24 mile run does not, on paper, sound like a good idea. It sounds hard, and unnecessary, and like something that would immobilize an individual for days to come. But the act of running a distance that extreme is actually kind of beautiful – it’s a test of physical and mental endurance, in which my body has to find a way to beat out a mind that pretty much always just wants to hit the pub.
Today’s long run was glorious for two reasons:
1) Seattle actually looked like a city that was experiencing something that might resemble summer.
2) I finished in an astonishingly fast time. 11 miles in 1 hour and 42 minutes, which is insane for me. I have never ran 11 miles that quickly. Ever.
But really, Seattle really came out of her gray, gross shell for about 24 hours – which really propelled me to run harder than I likely would have if I had decided to do the long run on a day like Monday. Hopefully the See Jane Run half marathon is graced with blue skies – if it is, I am almost certain to PR on race day. Woot! Here’s some scenes from today’s run, which you’re likely to agree was a pretty stunning tour of my pretty little city.