It was a heatwave yesterday. Like, 52 degrees.
I had some mile repeats to tackle so I dressed accordingly. And AWESOMELY!!!!
Starting to think about the upcoming races. The Derry 16 miler is in less than 2 weeks. I expect that will be my "long" run for the week and I really enjoy a long run that maxes out at 16, not gonna lie.
Just the thought of 16 being an easy long got me to thinking.
1 year ago I had NEVER EVER run farther than 13.1. And I was mostly fine with that. Marathons were not legitimately on my crazy person radar yet.
And THEN I started thinking that two years ago I had NEVER EVER run farther than 6.2 miles. And I was A-OK with that too! (that might be a fib, as I was more or less in half marathon training.)
But really, the point of this rambling is that 3 years ago I did not run. At all. Not a single step ever.
I feel like I have made progress. (towards insanity, gahd...)
One year ago: Getting Ready to PR at an Indoor Half
Two years ago: When ALL my training was on a treadmill. The HORROR.
It is so strange that I went from being a nice normal lady to someone who sees no problems with running 40 plus miles a week, every week like it is no big deal. And who also sees no issue with the fact that every Friday afternoon/evening of my life is taken up by long runs of doom. Honestly, if anyone had told me 3 years ago that I'd be doing THIS I would have laughed them right out of the room. Oh well. I'm awesome :-) (and seriously, if I can do it so can 99% of you out there!) (well. not if you want to have any semblance of a "normal" life but who wants that?)