I'd Rather Not Do That Again...

BBJ, Kat, Irene, Me and Mik (front) waiting for the train. (Betty took the picture)

The Train Run...

((sigh))

16 miles from Oceanside to Solana Beach 

((((sigh))))

I ran 12 of those 16 miles this morning... 

Yeah, I know. I wrote all last week about either not doing the train run AT ALL, or only running 12 miles of it, so I SHOULD be happy right now...but now that it's done, I can't help but think about how my "only 12 miles" was mental and how much of it was physical...

What I do know is that at about 10 miles. I was really DONE. My right foot (the PF foot) ached. My left hip ached. Achilles on both legs...ached...

You get the picture...

(((((((((heavy sigh)))))))))

I also know that I'm really getting tired of running in pain. I suspect you all are getting tired of reading about it. I know I'm REALLY F-ING TIRED of writing about it.

But not the whole run was painful. One again, the first 9 or 10 miles were fine. In fact, I was even keeping good pace between miles 9 and 10, when I averaged about a 10:30 pace for about a half mile or so...but it went downhill from there.

It was right after DramaGirl called me on my cell phone to ask me if I'd be home in time to braid her hair ("No honey, I've just run 10 miles, and I'm in Leucadia. You'll have to get your dad to do it Hahahhahahaha). (Leucadia is about 30 minutes from our house). 

I did lots of walking/running after that, and mostly walking as I headed into Encintas. I finally limped into the fourth water stop at 12 miles. I told a few people that I was finished and that I had some friends who would come and get me. (I'd cleverly given my keys to BBJ)

Speaking of my iPod. Twice today, it seemed to know the right song to play, at the right time...

As I was running through Carlsbad, completely believing that my leg and hip would feel fine through the whole race.

• True Faith - New Order

As I was running up a hill out of Carlsbad 

• Running up that Hill (Deal with God) - Kate Bush

A few minutes after I stopped running, Mik called me from her cell phone to see where I was. She was surprised that Betty wasn't with me.  I told her that I hadn't passed Betty when I stopped, so she must be between Encinitas and the Train Station.   

Ya see, Betty, who hadn't run in about 3 weeks, was so convinced that we'd all pass her eventually, that she took off ahead of everyone, figuring that we'd all catch up with her. 

BBJ did. Mik did. Kat did. I did not.

So, today we learned why, on a point-to-point run, when some are anticipating that they won't do the whole run, it's really important to carry a cell phone. We almost lost Betty for awhile. 

I eventually found her. She ran all the way to back to the train station. 16 miles. What a rock-star! 

Maybe I should take a couple weeks off...

That's all I know.