The Nitty Gritty

Day 46
12 mile run at 10:42/pace


First off, before we go further--we did AWESOME. Beyond AWESOME. So good that even Wade went wow. And it takes a lot to make Wade go wow.


So, Hillary joined us for this week's long run. I don't think the three of us have done a long run together the entire training plan. It was nice to have her along. :) It was decided that we'd do 11 miles instead of the 12, because Hillary had to get a babysitter and though Wade had graciously agreed to go into work later, he didn't have a chance to get any work done last night because the freeway was closed until 6:30, and he had left work at 3:00 to make it up to see the house in Draper. But that meant that I had to be home as close to 8 am as possible because he had a lot of work he had to make up.


We got kind of a late start--10 minutes--so we loped off another mile down to 10. The run was getting better by the minute. We started off towards Erda, and I felt a lot like I did last Friday. I started off nice, it was pleasant, not too taxing. Sooooo much better than Tuesday's run. The weather was a little chilly to begin with, but it was perfect about 2 minutes into the run, and stayed that way.


We ran to Cimmaron Way so we wouldn't have to loop around Christina's neighborhood for the last mile. It's a little more uphill after that big uphill, but we were keeping a pretty good pace. I felt great. All the way down to the highway and to the first water stop. And then, not so good after. I was fine running-wise, but after swigging some of the propel that Hillary had left out, I got a stomachache.


When we hit Bates Canyon, I was prepared to tell everyone that we'd gone halfway, when I realized that we had, in fact, gone six miles. Wahoo. One less mile than I thought. But my stomach was not feeling any better. We looped around Rose Springs and on to the frontage road. I was hoping I'd start feeling better or that I'd be able to finish the run, but it was getting worse every step I took. I figured I'd have to stop at the bathrooms at the clubhouse, but, ew...and so at the corner of Country Club and the frontage road, I decided I'd just head home from there. Good thing too, because I BARELY made it. In fact, I almost lost it at McMullen's house (so close to home...that would've sucked) but by sheer determination and a resistance of the urge to sprint (that's where you get in trouble) I was able to make it home.


I had 10 minutes before Wade had to leave, so I decided to run one more mile. I ran around the neighborhood, so I actually made it 9.50 miles, which isn't bad for the circumstances.


Now, for the time. We averaged 10:16/mile. I'm going to assume we would've averaged about the same for the last two miles, because I'm sure you guys did and the last mile I did in 10:11. So, for all intents and purposes, I'll say 10:16/mile. Which, as you know, is almost 30 seconds FASTER than our pace. In fact, it's 2 seconds faster than our target pace for the race for a 2:15 finish. I know for sure, barring no unforeseen incidents, that given the downhill course, all of us will come in under 2:15. In June did you think it was possible? At the time, I thought I was up in the night. But, look at what a difference 2 months makes.


To put our time in perspective, last week we averaged 10:34/mile on basically the same course. Tuesday, we averaged 11:01.


Here are our splits:


Mile 1: 10:12
Mile 2: 10:19
Mile 3: 10:29
Mile 4: 10:26
Mile 5: 9:50
Mile 6: 9:59
Mile 7: 10:30
Mile 8: 10:21
Mile 8.5 (Sandra): 10:30
Mile 9.5 (Sandra): 10:11


So, I ate dinner at like 11:00 last night. And it consisted of a "jam" sandwich--two pieces of bread jammed together. I ate Taco Time for lunch and a muffin at about 6 pm. I'm sure that's what contributed to my problem this morning. I also ate a peanut butter sandwich this morning, but I usually don't have problems with that. So, maybe it was the 44 ounce Orange Bang I drank, and the pink lemonade and the two icees on Wednesday. Ahhh...I'm seeing the problem. :)


Anyways, good job girls. Have a great day and in a week, we'll be gearing up for the triathlon.