No, that's not the judges score on our performance, it's the distance we ran on Saturday!! =) Oh, sweet victory!
So, anyway, Don says, "Let's go up the hill, next week, it's just a mile further". Well, I was very ready to go further than our weekly Saturday run of 5.1 miles so, I thought that sounded great!
Roaring and ready to go Saturday morning at 6:30am, I come to realize that "just one more mile" actually means one more up and one more back. Seven miles, not six. Oh, well, I was up for the adventure and off we went!
It was a rather HOT summer morning as we began our run, but all was just fine, until we reached the hill. It is quite a steep hill. In his enthusiasm, Don tells us newbies the proper way of running up hills. He obviously thinks we are better than we are; run? Was he crazy? We were lucky we made it to the top at all! But, as you can see from the picture, we did make it! I must tell you, we look better than we felt!
The next couple miles were actually quite nice, all down hill. =) It was going well for me, that is until I was foolish enough to ask how far we had gone. The answer, about 5, was not what I wanted to hear. I was pretty beat and now that our downhill section was behind us, the run seemed difficult. But, we had no choice but to keep on going. About half a mile until our completion, my left knee began to hurt pretty bad. I chose to walk that last bit to avoid a long-lasting injury.
At the end of the run, I was pretty happy! The invigorating feeling of accomplishment stayed with me all day, I really loved it. I can't wait to do it again! It took us a little less than 2 hours. I think next time, we should go for 6, stick with that for a while though, and try 7 again in a month when we are a little more ready for it.
Side note: Mike's injury flared up the minute we hit the hill. Needless to say, his experience was quite different than mine. He was not real happy about it.
So, anyway, Don says, "Let's go up the hill, next week, it's just a mile further". Well, I was very ready to go further than our weekly Saturday run of 5.1 miles so, I thought that sounded great!
Roaring and ready to go Saturday morning at 6:30am, I come to realize that "just one more mile" actually means one more up and one more back. Seven miles, not six. Oh, well, I was up for the adventure and off we went!
It was a rather HOT summer morning as we began our run, but all was just fine, until we reached the hill. It is quite a steep hill. In his enthusiasm, Don tells us newbies the proper way of running up hills. He obviously thinks we are better than we are; run? Was he crazy? We were lucky we made it to the top at all! But, as you can see from the picture, we did make it! I must tell you, we look better than we felt!
The next couple miles were actually quite nice, all down hill. =) It was going well for me, that is until I was foolish enough to ask how far we had gone. The answer, about 5, was not what I wanted to hear. I was pretty beat and now that our downhill section was behind us, the run seemed difficult. But, we had no choice but to keep on going. About half a mile until our completion, my left knee began to hurt pretty bad. I chose to walk that last bit to avoid a long-lasting injury.
At the end of the run, I was pretty happy! The invigorating feeling of accomplishment stayed with me all day, I really loved it. I can't wait to do it again! It took us a little less than 2 hours. I think next time, we should go for 6, stick with that for a while though, and try 7 again in a month when we are a little more ready for it.
Side note: Mike's injury flared up the minute we hit the hill. Needless to say, his experience was quite different than mine. He was not real happy about it.
