What's Another 10 More?

Here I sit on my sofa. Resting my legs after our 16 miler yesterday. We ran on course, the last 16.7 miles, all decked out in ridiculous costumes including 'The Love Doctor', Thing 1 and 2, and the lovely Valentine Doll Boys who ran in red 'tighy whities'.

Spirits were high and excitement and adrenaline flowing. I felt good running through Natick, Wellesley and into Newton. Then it came. The first of the hills in Newton. Got up the first major one and was moving along quite well, but the last one honestly kicked my ass. Everything hurt. My knees, my quads. Whats that weird pain in my lower leg? Oh wait theres another twinge of pain in my hamstring. Oop, now its my lower back. This is where your mental state really begins to play a role. I knew I could do it. I knew I could finish. Cardiovascular wise I felt great, but my body, the muscles were just not having it! All I could think was if this is how I feel now, what's another 10 miles going to be like!? I'm screwed...

I did finish. In just over 3 hours, which I was not happy with. But I got there, in pain, with tears about to let go an second. I could not have done it without my teammates! The few of us at the end there, stuck together and talked one another through the last 2 miles. Thank you!!

Walking back to the gym to stretch and shower was painful. I'm amazed I actually was able to get up off the floor and over to the after party, where one beer made me silly but magically, the beer and advil helped the pain go away. Stairs didn't look to daunting for the rest of the day and night.

Today, surprisingly I woke up in very minimal pain considering. Its gradually been getting a little worse and then better. But I feel really good today. Just overall soreness, which is a good thing because it means no injuries and no tendonitis! YAY

Now, lets see how the week feels...