Well, I did it. I ran 20 miles today. How did it go? Let's just say, it wasn't easy. In fact, in the last two miles I wanted to stop and walk so many times I lost count. But I never did. I was checking my pedometer every 20 seconds to see how much further I had to go, disappointed each time that the number was still so large, but I kept on going. Sort of like a half dead, hallucinating energier bunny. Now that's a nice image.
I'm a bit sore from the run but surprisingly not as sore as I was when I did 18 miles a couple of weeks ago. Still, it's a bit sad when you have to actually use your hands to help lift your leg up on to the couch. Nothing a little ibuprofen and rest won't fix. I'd kill for a hot tub right now.
Now the tapering starts. Next Saturday my long run is only 10 miles. The week after that it's down to 6. A week later it's race day. I still don't see how I'm going to make the jump from 20 miles to 26.2 miles but I guess I'll just jump off that bridge when I get to it. Based on today's run I think it's safe to say that, if I manage to cross the finish line, I'm not going to be one of those people smiling and waving their arms and jumping around. I'll just be trying to remain upright.
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