Yesterday with the holiday over it was back to reality and the long run. For reasons I won’t go in to I knew it was going to be tough. Hubby even realised it was going to be hard for me and checked I had my phone on me, in case I needed him to come and collect me.
When I left the house, I had no idea the route I would take, I tried to keep off road, I tried to keep it scenic. At 10 miles, things went pear shaped and I started to struggle. With 8 miles to go, this was far too early to struggle. I dug in and tried to think happy thoughts. The Garmin gave up at 14 miles and my battery was heading fast to depleted also, but I was made of sterner stuff, i adopt the ultra marathoners strategy and at every hill I walked. Now as the technology had stopped I cannot say for certain that I made the 18 miles, but it must have been close and I did not call for a rescue. Sometimes being stubborn (sheer ###### minded ) helps! Glad to get the miles in and this morning have very few aches and pains. Phew, maybe I am getting fitter.
The last day of our holiday we went to Falmouth to see the Tall ships, here is a photo for you!
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well done!! 18 miles in the bag
Congrats for pushing through the pain – not long to go now…
Well done on pushing through to the 18 miles!
I love your blog!!
Well done on the 18 miles. Marathon training is tough!!!
Yes Katy it is , remind me why am I doing it? Another 18 miles tomorrow! Loving your blog too.