|Another busy Saturday afternoon.|
20 miles = 3 hours, 18 minutes. 9:55 pace overall. No matter how slow you go, running for over 3 hours is just hard. I was starting to feel a little achey towards the end of the run. Nearly every mile there was a new "problem"--my right knee, my left hip, my groin, then my shoulder. But hey, it's 20 miles. If it was easy I would be out there every day doing it, right? I fueled with something seasonal today...candy corn! As far as I am concerned, as long as you're eating enough calories during the long run, you can eat whatever doesn't upset your stomach. So candy corn it was. 12 pieces = 100 calories = 1 Gu, but it's cheaper and way more fun to eat. Win win.
Last week, I mentioned that I booked it after the half marathon. I was tired, feeling bad and did not want to stick around to watch someone else get a bunch of trophies. Except....it turns out that in my moping I didn't realize I managed to snag 3rd place in my age group! Please, keep in mind...there were 13 people in my age group. Details. Whatever.
The point is, I got a trophy! I managed to pick it up yesterday afternoon and it is impressive, if I do say so myself. Everyone, pay attention to this next piece of advice: running small races makes you feel freaking incredible. Seriously. Running a 2:01 half in a big race would make you middle of the pack. Small race with 400 entrants? Boom. Third place in your AG. Love it.
Now I just need to find the fine line between displaying it in a way that makes me look like a pompous ass (dining room table, maybe?) and someplace too secret so no one can accidentally stumble upon it and give me compliments. Oh, this old thing? Gosh, thanks. I forgot I even had that lying around. How silly.
Who is on team candy corn? Anyone else pick candy as their long run fuel of choice?
I have successfully fueled runs with marshmallows, jellybeans and candy corn. Simple carbohydrates, sugar...it works. Plus, it's good for me to have something to look forward to every half mile or so on these longer distances when I'm running alone.
Do you brag about races/medals/placing/distance?
Honestly, I usually have a hard time bragging about running in real life. Plus, most people don't understand or care. To a lot of people, a 45 minute 5k is the same as a sub-3 marathon. Oh, a race? Did you win? So I don't even bother anymore. But on the blog? Brag city. Sorry about that.