What?! Does that countdown clock on the side of this blog say fifteen days until the Prague marathon? Fifteen days?
Gosh, when I started this blog, it seemed like the marathon dwelled in some indistinguishable future realm.
Like, I knew that it existed but I couldn’t really discern the details.
Now that bitch is all up in my face. WTF!
Yesterday, Nikki and I ran 10 miles. It was a fast and fun ten miler — is that something I ever imagined myself saying in my life, ever ever?
It is not. But we did have fun, and we did run fast, finishing in 1 hour and 48 minutes — the fastest I have ever run for that kind of distance. A 10:48 minute mile.
Out of curiosity, I checked back to the first time I ran ten miles. It was January 29th. I completed the run in 2 hours and ten minutes: a 13-minute mile pace. That was back in those hellacious treadmill/dreadmill days.
That run was SO plodding and tedious. Looking back, I am actually kind of surprised that I still pressed on. But, I do also remember the enormous feeling of accomplishment I felt after finishing a ten mile run. More so, because I only set out to run 9 miles that day, which, back then, was a significant milestone for me. Remember, prior to the beginning of this year, I had never, ever run further than a 5k (3.12 miles) distance. Back then, I could barely imagine a day where I would think running ten miles was something that could be accomplished joyfully.
And how did my painkle hold up? My inflamed posterior tibialis tendon, the bain of my training? Actually, I barely noticed it. No, that’s not true. Actually what I noticed was that, for the most part, it felt normal. It felt fine. It still gets cranky and it’s not 100% healed, but it is, in fact, so much better than it was. Which makes me so glad that I didn’t give up my marathon dream during the worst of it, when it was excruciating.
I’m excited to be heading to Prague so soon! I am leaving in nine days! I’ll be there five whole days before the marathon, so I will have a chance to go check out the course and see what I am in for. And then, after the marathon, I will stay in Prague for six more weeks, whereupon I shall proceed to eat many dumplings and drink generous quantities of beer. Which will not be too different from life now, except then I will be a marathoner. I will join the one tenth of one percent of humans who have completed a marathon. Me! Little Kathie Bergquist!
Tomorrow or Monday we are running our longest training run — 20 miles. After that, it’s all tapering and carbo-loading.