So last weekend’s long run kinda did me in. That was a long, long run. For me at least. As I type I’m strategizing about this weekend’s run. I’m afraid to try again. I’m afraid I have to.  Really. That was far. And before any of you who regularly run 10-15 miles on the weekend scoff at my weakness and willies, this was a first for me. I knew it would be hard, but I wasn’t expecting hard.

  1. Maybe Sunday morning is not the best day for a long run. Saturday night, and this is typical of all Saturday nights, my husband and I stayed up late watching a marathon of MadMen on Netflix. I don’t do well on little sleep and its rare that I sleep in. Rest is important and I did not have enough of it.
  2. Watching MadMen makes me want to drink. It’s all that social drinking going on. They had full bars in their offices! Am I the only one that is astounded by this? So while we watched MadMen we drank some wine. And wine is not a good idea before a long run.  Not an excessive amount but enough to make me a little parched the next morning.
  3. Too much coffee is bad before a run. A little coffee can be a good thing. But there is a fine line between some and way too much. I don’t like running after having too much coffee. I don’t like running right after a big meal, either. But I now know running all hyped up on caffeine isn’t much fun. You would think the extra energy would make me faster. A girl can hope.  What it did was make me extra tired and it bothered my tummy too. Bottom line, fuel properly before… I left for my run at around 1 pm.  I had been up since 6:30 and had eaten 1 piece of toast with peanut butter and drank 2.5 coffees.  Since I don’t like running on a full stomach, as I got closer to convincing myself to go for a run I avoided eating. I didn’t want to be full while I was running. Well, a little extra fuel in the belly and a little less coffee may not have made my legs move faster, but it might have  made me feel better at about the half way mark. This is just  a hypothesis.
  4. I’ve decided I hate people who run 8 minute miles. Sorry I really don’t hate you. I’m insanely jealous. I have to prepare to run 7 miles they way you prep to run 20. It makes me mad. It’s not personal. I run 12 minute miles. 7 at that rate takes a long time. When I’m tired and dehydrated I run 13 minute miles. Do the math. That’s even longer.
  5. Water, water, water. Okay. So not only did I not eat properly before I left, I also didn’t drink enough water. I avoided drinking extra water because I didn’t want to have to pee while I was out there. This is a serious concern for me and I still have not figured out how to deal with it. This is one of the main reasons I’m not yet a long distance runner.So I drank what I thought would be just enough and stopped drinking about 45 minutes before I left for my run. Not to mention the coffee was not helping from a hydration standpoint. I was thirsty. (And no, I did not have to pee while I was running. 🙂 ) Come to think of it I didn’t pee much for the rest of the day. Not good, right? I did carry some water with me on the run. So at least I got that right. All 8oz.
  6. After is just as important as before in so many ways. Duh… you should stretch afterwards. I didn’t. I had a nap, after which I remained glued to the couch for the rest of the day. Also Fuel. Replenish. When I got back I devoured the leftover nachos and cheese my husband had made himself as a snack. Then I had that nap.  It’s no wonder I felt so crappy later that night. I guess I got some salt. They say that is important. No nutrients.  No protein. Water, not much.
  7. Long runs give you lots of time to think. Despite what I will call a really bad run, I had a lot of time to think while I was out there. And yes, some of those thoughts were negative… like why am I going all the way to Ottawa to do this? ….or like, normally I’m a smart person. Normally, I’m prepared for things. Not sure why running 7 miles is something I failed to prepare myself for. I thought I was smarter than that.
  8. I love my Brooks.  That’s eight. Sorry. I love these shoes.