A reassuring 20

This past weekend I did my longest run... 20 miles. I was very pleased that I was able to finish it without much ado. That's not to say that it was easy. It was 20 freaking miles. It was HARD and the last few miles seemed to drag on forever but at no time did I think I wasn't going to finish. That's a good thing. That's how I want to feel in 2.5 weeks when I have to run 26.2 miles. Now I start tapering. I love tapering. Well, for the most part. After running 20 miles last Saturday I'm practically giddy that I only have to run 10 this weekend. On the other hand, I know that in a week or so I'll be feeling all fidgety as my mileage continues to drop. That's OK. I'm getting used to this whole process. The other note-worthy accomplishment is that I have come very close to reaching my 8-minute mile goal. Last week when I did one of my tempo runs I set a new PR for the mile of 8:14. Granted, I only kept that pace for 2 miles but still, I was happy. Now let's just hope the weather is a tad warmer on race day this year.