Okay, I guess it wasn’t my last run, I mean, I’m not dying here. But it WAS my last pre-surgery run and my last run for a couple of months, so that makes it kind of special I guess. I decided I wanted to take my booty to the trails to enjoy some quality time with nature before the big day. I kind of forgot how painful nature is. Actually, I think the problem was that the first time I ran this particular trail was last year when I was in good shape. I did a couple 20 milers on the trail and loved every minute. Well, when I’m in more sub-par shape, the trail was incredibly painful. Don’t get me wrong, I still loved it, but holy cow did my lungs burn. And my slow as a snail pace wasn’t exactly impressive.
Coach joined me for the final run except he’d probably call it more of a brisk walk. Oh well. Doesn’t that trail just make you want to get up and RUN?! Yes? Yes.
This was supposed to show how muddy I got but I don’t feel like this picture does it justice. I was pretty deep in the mud a couple of times. It makes me feel hard core when my shoes are muddy.
So, that’s all the running I’ll be doing until probably May. Woah. That seems like a long way off. But I’m glad I got in my 8 lung burning hilly muddy miles in today.
And totally off topic, I returned some stuff to Old Navy today and took a spin around before heading out. I saw these work out shirts and wanted them.
But since I’m not going to be doing much working out for the present I left them there. Occasionally I have self control- and I bought a new running jacket on Saturday so I figured I’d already spent my running clothes allowance for the month. That was after Lawrence and I ran 8 miles on Saturday. Did I mention that? It’s the farthest he’s run in a year and a half or so. I was glad we got to do it together before I got incapacitated. We lucked out with some gorgeous weather and had a pretty perfect run.
So I’m ready. It’s almost show time.