When I first started running 2 years ago I would walk a block, run a block, walk a block.
Over time I worked up to a nice easy 2 mile loop. But the triathlon I was training for – and I use the term training loosely – had a 10 mile run at the end of it.
Subscribing to the “if you can do half, you can do the whole distance” theory I worked up to a 5 mile run. The first time I ran that distance I was over the moon happy.
And then somehow the 5 mile loop became my normal. No big deal.
It took me a week to recover from the half and then on Saturday (two weeks post-half marathon) I went long again. An 11 mile loop from my house, over the hill (Twin Peaks) and out through Golden Gate Park to the ocean (nearly).
The last time I did this route (10 weeks ago) I walked most of it (ran 3 in the middle) and wound up lame so perhaps there was a little bit of fear. But I also had the confidence of my Vegas and race run to pull from.
I’m happy to report that I did it! Carried my water and drank it. Carried a Lara Bar and ate it. Walked when I needed to but also managed to actually run up some of the final hills.
2:30 for 11 miles (remember those hills!). Ice bath at the end staved off the dreaded quadriceps pain. This run is my new long.