Thursday, March 22, 2012

40 miles

My legs hurt. But that is legs with an s so it doesn't matter. It's good actually, the more you can be miserable the better, because the better practice it is.
Last Sunday I did something I had never done before- run 4 times in one day- getting a new PR of 40 miles in one day. My Sunday went like this- wake up run 10 miles, stop for an hour and a half, eat breakfast, run 10 more miles, stop for an hour and a half, eat lunch, run 10 miles, lie on the floor for the next hour and a half wishing that it would go by as slowly as your next run is going to, then slog, I mean jog 10 miles. Total time = 11 hours. I am told doing it this way was harder than doing it all at once which I believe. I am also told that the harder running is the better. That which doesn't kill us...to quote a book I didn't like very much but did have this one very good line- only makes us want to die!
But maybe I should try running 40 miles straight before I make that decision. Running any hill right now that is bigger than a speed bump makes my legs feel just the same as that forty miler. You cant get away from hills where my parents live. They are in every direction- east, west, north, south, upwards, backwards, skywards, and sideways. And it's really more than my legs- it's like every single muscle in my whole body is being pounded through a blender. I do not like running when I feel this way every single day because it makes me feel like the world's worst slowest runner in the world.
I know that I am running 20ish miles a day but really that is normal. This bad feeling is not normal :(

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