Everything You Didn't Want to Know About My Runs

Four mile run at easy pace which turned out to be faster than I thought it was: 9:50.  It didn't really feel like I had run afterwards.  I am now getting that nervous feeling in my gut when I think about the marathon.  I'm guessing that won't go away until the gun goes off.

Started running in the dark under the stars and finished as the sun rose.  I did a mile loop around the neighborhood and then ran down to Peruvian Park and up to the Mammoth Springs buffalo and back home.  As I crossed Highland, there were two women running about the same pace.  One was wearing a TOU marathon shirt from a couple of years ago.  I sped up a little and passed them knowing that if they turned right where I was going to, it would be a long uphill mile at that pace.  Sure enough, they turned and pushed me up the hill. 

I just missed the light at Highland and had to wait there a while with just half a mile to go.  When the light finally changed, I tried to finish the last half mile in four minutes.  I think I made it.

Slow and easy.  I'm starting to feel like I'm not doing anything anymore--which is nice.  I get butterflies in my stomach every time I think about the marathon.  I know I'm well-prepared so I'm not nervous about being able to do it.  I'm just nervous about doing it.  I mean, all this time running and running and running some more and then the gun goes off and four, five, maybe six hours later it's all over.

Started slow, but then Stacie picked up the pace.  Ended fast.  Last mile was just under 8 minutes.  I'm starting to think that I'll be closer to 4:30:00 than 4:00:00.  I hope I can just stay with Stacie.

It is funny to do a medium run on a Saturday. One week until the marathon.  One week of fattening up for the race.  I've got to figure out where and when to gel and how many I'm going to need.  I think I'll start at the mile 5 aid station and then do every other aid station after that.  I am going to start this thing with pockets full of salty maltodextrin. 

--- Mmmmm.  Salty maltodextrin....

 Last time up Eastdell hill.  After recovering from it, I started feeling pretty good.  A mile after, Stacie asked why I was going so fast.  I didn't realize I was going that fast.  I stayed with her because I really need to relax and save it for the race.  After stopping and crossing 94th South, I had a little less than a mile left and decided to push it.  I'll have to look up my pace on that last mile later.