Written Monday
I admit I was intimidated by the concept of running 18 miles. After really struggling towards the end of 16 miles, I was afraid I was hitting a point where my body really didn’t want to keep adding miles. I don’t know what caused that 16 miles to be so exhausting at the end, but Saturday’s 18 miles felt better in many ways.
It was not easy to run 18 miles. There were times my joints started to get tired and protest a bit that we were still running. There were some hills that seemed to never end and made me question if I’d make it through the run. A few times I was simply tired of still running. In the last mile, however, we kicked up the pace and finished really strong. There was something really empowering and amazing about having run for so long, and having really tired legs, but still having enough left to pick up the pace and feel good in that last mile! Good sign for marathon success? I hope so.
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