|Maddox was high up in that tree on the bottom.|
I did it. I ran 9 miles and survived. =) I knew I would survive, but honestly I was rather worried about making it through 9 miles. It's been a little over a year since I've run that far and I wasn't sure if I could. This training plan I am using for my marathon had me do 7 miles, then 5, then 9, I felt the jump from 7 to 9 was a lot, especially since it scaled me down last week, but I did it. Not only did I do it, but I crushed the last mile, coming in with an 8.46 min/mile, my fastest mile for the whole 9 miles.
Instagram, so of course I had to take a picture.
I got home about 9am and both Damian and Maddox were still sleeping, so I was happy about that. I took a shower and then decided to have a 3rd cup of coffee (I usually only drink 2, which I did before I ran) and roll my feet to (hopefully) prevent any pain.
|My pool boy. =)|
Today I am feeling okay. My feet aren't hurting more than normal fatigue from running farther than they are used to. I can feel how tight my hips are, and it was getting really uncomfortable, so I decided to do a yoga pose that is supposed to help with that while I read a training online. (very boring, by the way)
|This is "Happy Cow Pose" supposed to be very good for tight hips.|
Next week is 10 miles . . . I should be okay, right? ;-)