7 miles!!
It's interesting, feeling both terrified and excited for a run.
Although I felt like I was dying a slow death by about half-way, my pace didn't change and I finished the whole thing without walking. That's a good sign. For me, being "in shape" doesn't mean that the run is easy. It means that I'm able to just keep going even when it's HARD.
My middle of the week runs have been inconsistent and definitely not as long as they're supposed to be. I sub hiking sometimes, the eliptical sometimes. I'm fine with it. When I religiously stuck to the training program last time, I had way more aches and pains. I make sure to do my long run every week when I'm supposed to. I know that if those go well, my training is fine.
One side of me is stoked that I've crossed a threshold and have done a run that's over half the distance of the full race.
The other side is a little panicky because it was really hard and ONLY just over half the distance.
But that whole "being able to keep going when it sucks and your legs feel like they're going to fall off" thing make me think that I'll be just fine.
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