The "Up" part
I was going to give this post the title of "More than a perfect 10", since I'm thrilled that today I ran more than 10 miles for the first time since I started on this training journey.
10.22 miles, to be exact.
Or, for my fellow Canucks: 16.45 km.
It took me two hours, but that's OK with me. Thanks to my handy dandy Garmin, I noted that my average running pace was 5.7 mph. Usually I run 5.0 to 5.1 mph on longer runs, so I'm not sure where the burst of energy came from today (but probably from the fact that I had set a mental goal of running 10 miles, and when I set goals - watch out!)
At the end, my right hip flexor was quite cranky, but I stretched and had a nice hot shower when I got home and it's happy again. Happy knees, too.
Still have a yucky gut, but I do appreciate all the comments from the last post. I will continue to experiment. I suspect some of it may have to do with stress from this candidacy exam paper I'm writing.
I am working like a demon on it -- reading, taking notes and writing about 6 hours a day -- and, bizarre though this may sound, I'm enjoying it.... Kind of in the way that when I say I enjoyed today's 10-mile run, other runners get it. The rest of the world thinks you're a freak of nature. It's kinda like that. The experience has elements of being gruelling, insane, and masochistic... But some people like that sort of thing. :-)
The "Down" part
I got word yesterday that a good friend had a stroke. She's just a couple of years older than me. She has some health concerns, but this is a first.
Before my run today I went by the hospital to see her. She was, for the first time since she'd been admitted, sitting up. She was finishing off lunch when I went in, which I took as a good sign. She was in really good spirits and had already begun to recover a bit from the paralysis on her left side. The fact that she was her usual feisty self and talking up a storm were good signs, I figure.
It sucks when your friends are hit with crappiness and you wish you could make it all go away for them, but you can't. So I just tried to make her laugh instead.
Well, with that, I must return to my books... Mmmm..... books.