10 miles was not easy. When I ran 7 miles through Lincoln Park alone, I knew I could run 26.2 around scenic Maui. When I ran 8 miles for almost 2 hours, I knew I could run a marathon for 6 hours. Every few minutes of this 10 mile run, I questioned whether I would finish the run with the pace group. Two hours and fifteen minutes later, I questioned whether I could finish two and a half times the distance. Needless to say, I'm dreading the 12 miles coming up this next weekend. But I'm willing to attribute my struggles this past Saturday to barely running last week because of a bad cold. Now I'm feeling much better and I guarantee I'll do both of my maintenance runs if it kills me. Hopefully it won't.
I can probably also blame my run on a lack of breakfast. I keep forgetting to calculate breakfast into my wake-up time. Once again, I grabbed only a banana and ran out the door.
Sidebar: It's taken me a concerted effort to learn to eat bananas without gagging. I don't mind the taste, but I hate the texture. To overcome this problem, there was a period of time when I would buy one banana a month and force myself to eat it. Now I can eat them more often as long as the outside is still slightly green and there are no bruises (somewhere between 4 and 5 on the chart.)
Of course this would be the day that my mind decided half way through the banana that it didn't like the texture and I started gagging. As a result, I started my run with half a banana in my belly. Damn the banana!
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So obviously you're not eating a banana on the run...how are the gels coming along?
ReplyDeleteYou can also grind everything into a smoothie. Buy frozen strawberries and frozen blueberries (so they never go bad), a container of plain yogurt, one minute oats, OJ and some brown sugar. Put into a blender or cuisinart with the banana - and presto, a smoothie.