Shoes: Saucony Kinvara 5
No pics today, which is dumb. I really meant to take some pictures of the group so you could get an idea of what that's like. Oh well... next week.
It did not start out as a good run... but it got better. By the time I got to the run meetup location, my stomach was cramping like a son of a gun; the wince and bend over at the waist kind of cramping. I can only guess that the previous night's cheesy tacos and salad were not agreeing with me somehow. At that point I had a serious talk with my stomach:
Me: Ok, stomach. I don't like you and you don't like me. That's established by now, but we're stuck with each other and I'm here and not going home. I got up at 5:00 AM this morning and I'll be damned if that's going to waste!
I'm not sure what I was expecting. Stomachs can't talk.
In any case, the tongue lashing must have worked because around mile 3 the cramps began to fade and then they were gone. Either that or the well understood and accepted phenomenon of ones digestive system slowing down during a long run occurred, but I prefer to believe it was the talk. In any case, I'm sure my stomach is just biding it's time in order to get revenge for that letdown. I'm betting it will be during yoga. We'll all be lying there at the end of a class in shavasana, deathly quiet in the room; nothing but the sounds of deep breathing. That's when my stomach will strike:
In any case, after my gut settled down I had a good run. The first 4 miles I ran with another group that was doing 5/1 intervals, but their run intervals we're pretty slow, so eventually, I ran ahead and did the normal thing on my own. Road runs are so much easier than trails. Last week at the end of 8 miles I was beat, but today I honestly felt like I could have gone another couple of miles with no problem.
By the time I got home, though, my digestion must have kicked back in because things got ugly pretty quick. Still, I'll chalk that run up as a win.