I was extremely excited to see these folk this morning when I was falling apart mentally and physically on my “long run” today. (You’ll soon see why long run is in quotations.)
After the first four miles I was ready to quit, I was really tired I from running more days in a row this week than I have in a while.
Even though I am supposed to be all tough and not eat candy or fuel on my runs, I broke down and had a sleeve of Shot Bloks after the first loop. And then I had another sleeve after the second. Each time I had sugar, I perked up for a few miles; still, I knew running past 14 wasn’t going to be possible.
I was at around 8 miles when the comedy crew showed up, vowing to get me to at least 12 for the day even if they had to carry me.
I didn’t quite make it to 12, as Youngest had had enough by the three-mile mark. I volunteered to take him home and let the rest of the group finish their mileage.
Secretly it was because I was looking forward to a smoothie with my new frozen kale from TJ’s. (It doesn’t take much.)
It was not quite what I expected, but I was hungry.
I think I’ll stick with spinach smoothies, if you see what I mean. The little pieces of kale don’t quite break up enough to make this thing drinkable. Unless you like little pieces of greenery in your teeth.
Anyway I downed it and am now grinning with my greenery at anyone who will look my way.
And even though I am feeling a little down about my run, I am feeling positive about sticking to my plan of having patience and balance when it comes to training, instead of driving everyone around me crazy.
Plus, I’m pretty sure I at least got in some good mental training.
So if there is an 8-year-old running near me at the end of the marathon, I am officially prepared to talk him through to the finish line.
Sometimes in life you just have to take what you can get.