As you can guess from the title, I went on a 20 mile run. That's the longest distance I've ever gone!I woke up knowing I had to go for a long run so I could feel more prepared for my marathon. I made sure to have my iPhone charged for music, that my outfit was good for the weather, that I had a camel back with water, and that I had one of those goo packs to try and see if I like it.
I was going to put sunscreen on and even brought it downstairs with me, but I forgot to put it on. I wanted to wait until I was ready to leave so I could have it last more time on my actual run. I realized this as I was not that far from my house, but at that point I didn't want to back track. So I just told myself it would be okay (it wasn't okay).
I basically took a tour of the city. I went to Liberty Park, Sugarhouse park, Foothill area, up to the avenues, over in memory grove area, to the temple, and then home. It was a blast.
I had two large hills on my run. The 900 south run came around mile 3-4. It was rough, but I had done that before so I knew I would be okay. The other hill, up Virginia street, was around mile 13-14. I knew that once I got to the top of that hill, I would try the goo thing that runners use. I got to the top, had the huckleberry flavored good, and well, I liked it! The bad part, I ran out of water at that point.
I was a little worried because I was dehydrated, needed to log more miles, and the sun was beating down on me. I considered calling my mom to bring me water since my parents house wasn't too far away. But instead, I figured I'd tough it out and cut my original route so I could get to memory grove faster and fill up my camel back at the drinking fountain. I was so happy to get to that drinking fountain.
The next part of my run was to the Salt Lake Temple. I was so excited for this part. I knew that I was going to take a break there and just bask in it's beauty. It reminded me of the goals I made and how lucky I am to be where I am. It was the last break before that last stretch to hit 20 miles.
It took a lot, but I ran. I watched my tracker to make sure I would know how much longer and where to run. I wanted to run even more, but my pace was so slow I knew it was time to get home. By the time I got close to my house I was around 19 miles so I had to run past my house and get that last little bit in.
I made it. 20 MILES! Even though my pace wasn't the ideal pace, I was proud of myself.
I decided to reward myself. I went to the story and bought 3 giant bags of ice. The cashier asked me if I was having a party. I thought to myself, of sorts. I told her about how I was going to take an ice bath and had to explain to her what I meant, and why.
The ice bath was the right idea. Yes, it was freezing. Yes, it was amazing. I wasn't even sore the next day! I felt healthy and good.
Now I need to work on my time. And bring enough water for the journey. Haha.
Runaway Girl
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