For those of you who live in Dallas, you know that this weekend was wet. Not rainy or misty - wet. That didn't stop Lindsey, Jennifer, and I from attempting our 18 mile run Sunday, though! Our coaches said - this is good training, because you never know if your race day will be rainy. (Not likely in December in Las Vegas in my opinion, but it was certainly an experience!).
It was not that bad, actually. Sure we were soaked to the bone in the steady almost non-stop downpour. But there was something elemental and fun about being out in that kind of weather, knowing that (1) everyone else in the city slept as we logged an amazing amount of miles; and (2) that we could indulge ourselves inside the rest of the day knowing we had braved the elements enough for one weekend.
Lindsey and Jennifer did an awesome job at the 18 miles. I swear it looks like they're not even trying hard! Their runs appear effortless. You know that are having a great time, too. I only logged 12 miles yesterday. At about mile 11.5, my plantar faciitis reared its ugly head - I had shooting pain in my left foot. The good news is that I made it almost 12 miles with little to no pain. The bad news was that I needed to quit at that point to avoid further or re-injuring the foot. (Secretly, I wasn't that disappointed given the weather. It felt great taking the epsom salt bath, let me tell you!).
We are now less than 3 months away from our marathons. And I know that we can do it! I mean, I ran 12 miles yesterday. I can easily run a half-marathon. And I have plenty of time to build my mileage for the 26.2 needed in December. I'm looking forward to the cooler weather for the training. I'm just hoping it stays dry on Sundays!