On Friday I had decided to run long on Saturday alone. I have problems running long distances (over 6 miles) by myself. I get lazy, or tired, or can't think about anything else but how many miles I have to run still. I'm sure this affects my performance somewhat during races (half marathon distance or longer) because I find it hard to push myself if I'm running alone. So I figure the first step is to try to run long more often alone. Plus I could sleep in on Saturday and not have to meet my run groups at 7 am (not necessary all the time during these winter months!).
While I was thinking on Friday about my long run on Saturday, I had originally thought of doing a progressive run. Sometimes doing something with each mile keeps my mind busy on that particular mile instead of how much I still have left to go. However, I didn't get home until extremely late on Friday night (I think I said Friday night..."This is the advantage of not training for a marathon like I did last Spring, I can stay up later."). It was really hard to push myself out of the door on Saturday around 10:00 a.m. That is why I love meeting my run group early on a Saturday, it's so much easier to get yourself out the door! I had also decided before I left that morning that I really wasn't into checking my pace and thinking about my time the entire run. I was a little tired since I got home late (and hadn't been sleeping well for about a week anyway) and thought maybe I could just try to enjoy the run. "Be one with nature."
I had seen Maggie use the "running blind" method before by hooking her garmin to her shoe so she wasn't tempted to look at it. I decided to try this...
|Excuse the cat hair on my pants...I just noticed that.|
I don't know what it is about long runs alone. My mind doesn't cooperate. I wanted to stop at mile 2 and be done. MILE 2! All I could think about was having over 7 miles left to go (not that 7 miles is THAT long but still...). I did sneak a peek at my garmin a few times but more so for miles than to see my pace. Not much else to say about this run. I managed to get through it. It was definitely a rough run but those happen sometimes.
We still had no snow in Chicago Saturday. I say "had" because it snowed some wet snow later that evening which made things incredibly icy for my run the next morning. I took that run to the grassy area on the side just so I wouldn't slip and hurt myself.
I snapped a few photos during my Saturday run.
|At the beginning of the run...to show the lack of snow in Chicago|
|I love this part of this loop. I'm a sucker for water.|
How do you feel about long runs? Do you run them alone? With a group? Are they peaceful for you? How do you get through them without counting every mile and every step you take?