So I'll start by saying that I really like running. I mean, I must really like running if I want to train for and run marathons. But that doesn't mean that every run is great. Some runs...well they're more of a struggle. And yesterday's run was definitely in that category. I went out with the Tufts group to run the first half of the Boston Marathon--13 miles from Hopkinton to Wellesley. I started out the morning excited to see what the course was like. My excitement died quickly. It was another cold cold morning and my legs just wouldn't loosen up. And it turns out, the first half of the marathon, which everyone describes as "all downhill" is really not. It's downhill at the beginning sure...and then it's lots of rolling hills--really just not what I was expecting. At several points, I really wasn't sure I could make it through. So all in all, it wasn't the greatest of mornings.
But I slogged through it, thanks to some encouraging words from my fellow runners. I finished the run on legs that felt like Jello and promptly rewarded myself with a mini bagel and 2 (or maybe 4) mini chocolate chip cookies. And then I went home and sat on the couch and iced my aching muscles.
While it wasn't the greatest run in the world, I can take several positive things from it. First, it's bound to warmer on Marathon Day! And that will make running much better. Second, I'm now much more prepared for the "downhill" aka "rolling hills" and know that I can get through them, and more. So maybe it wasn't all bad. And now that I've rested my muscles for a day, tomorrow will be another run....
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