My pre-run prep consisted of two Immodium AD (it seemed to help last week), a couple puffs of the inhaler to ward off wheezing and an AccelGel. Oh, and of course all the standard stuff - BodyGlide to ward off friction burns, ShotBloks in my SpiBelt. I didn't bring music, I knew the scenery and people would provide all the entertainment on my run. It was coming up on 9am by the time I parked. I had a short warmup walk. Can I say again how perfect the day was for a run? Check out some pre-run pictures.
|I love me some San Francisco|
|No better backdrop for a run|
The area was crowded with runners, cyclists and lots of tourists. In fact, I will attribute a small part of my pace to dodging people. I ran the first couple miles at at around 10:00mm pace, which is perfect. I expected to pick it up after a couple miles, just like I did last week. But this week that didn't happen. And I didn't much mind, I just wasn't in the mood to push myself. An easy 11 miles sounded good. Plus, I was just enjoying myself so much I didn't want to change anything. I had two shot bloks at mile 3.
The route was almost entirely flat, running along the water for the vast majority of it. There was a small part that cut through a park with a little hill but nothing I couldn't manage. Besides, I love hills. I'm good at them. Hills add interest and challenge to a run. My legs are particularly built to run up hills. Yes, this is my self talk. I didn't really need it today, the hills were really short and I wasn't trying to crush them.
I hit 5.5 miles at the SF Ferry Building and stopped for a moment to get a drink of water. In general I hate stopping, it seems like my muscles tighten up, making it harder to run when I start again. During races I don't stop at water stops, I'm the one that spills it all over my shirt while trying to drink and run at the same time. I had two more shot bloks at mile 6.
The streets were a little bit more crowded during my return but not super packed. I had to dodge a parking meter or two as well. I had two shot bloks at mile 9. Around mile 9.5 running started feeling like a challenge. I tried to just tune out any negative thoughts and enjoy myself. The last mile came around and I saw I'd run the previous mile in 10:35. I decided I had to run the last mile in at least 10 minutes. I had to push some, especially in the last quarter mile, but I was able to pull it off. Here's my splits, and link to full Garmin stats if you're so inclined.
|SF, Fort Point to Ferry Building and back.|
I hopped in my car, opened the sun roof, and cranked up the music. Over the Golden Gate bridge and back toward home. I had to stop at the grocery store so I chose one that's near an Athleta store. A little retail therapy was in order. I found pants and a tank that I liked. Of course I stood in the dressing room and engaged in the ritual known to women everywhere. I stared at the imperfections and wondered if I could tolerate them enough to buy the outfit. So I sought objectivity from the saleswoman,
Me: Am I one of those women standing here, looking at the fat on my arms and back, and seeming like a crazy woman? You can tell me if I am.
Saleswoman: Yeah, you sort of are.
Sure thing. I got the outfit and you as my witness, I will wear it in public. I will, I swear. And I will work hard to keep any and all negative thoughts out of my mind. Without further delay, here are the clothes.
|Athleta: Equator tank, Odyssey Chaturanga Yoga Knicker|
I got home and the house was full of guys screaming at the TV watching men in tight knicker pants run around with a ball. I showered and changed and noted the blister that I always seem to get, and got today at around mile 9, was irritating me. So, being the good blogger that I am, I took a picture of it. Gross, I know.
|Note to self, don't wear the white socks on the half.|
|black beans, rice, avocado and pico de gallo.|
The rest of today has been hanging with the kids while the guys watch football. I'm feeling the effects of the run and mark my words, I'm going to bed early tonight. I swear. Really, I will.