On Sunday, my principal and two other ladies went to do our long run. We decided 11 miles would be good. We started at 445 and I didn’t get done until three hours later! I ran for 2.5 miles at the beginning then had to walk, run, walk the rest. The heat started to bother me the last hour as well as my legs were starting to hurt. It seemed like forever before we were done. During the last part of the run, all I could think about is how the illegal immigrants must feel walking through the desert. When the heat started getting to me, I was like, Oh, my God! It was 104 at least by the time we were done. The marathon is next week already! I am probably going to do a 6 mile run before then.
I have new found respect for marathon runners now. I have always been aware that it is a lot of work to train for marathons, but now just realize how mentally and physically tiring it is! I was sore for two days!