Dutch Monkey Doughnut fix:
I had loosely on my schedule to do 3 mile repeats with 6 miles total, but I wasn't really feeling it.
7:51, 7:43, 7:22, 7:20, 7:04, 7:13, last .2 at 7:11 pace. I was supposed to do the mile repeats at 7:14, so... whatever. I was most bummed that I only caught a few flurries towards the end of my run. Snowrunfail.
I got home and left my running clothes on as it started to come down heavier by the minute. I went trekking through the field in my backyard and probably went about a mile or so in the snow. Yay! It wasn't a real run, but it sure was fun!
When I got home, I remembered I needed to sign up for The Flying Pig! Since I was going to walk the 5K with Adam and run-party the marathon, I decided to just go for the gusto and do the 10K too:
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This morning I headed out to do my 18 miler. I was not anticipating it in the same way I usually do my long runs, but I knew I might feel better once I was out there.
Boy was I wrong.
Snow and ice and slush covered at least half of the trail. Holy moly, that stuff is awful to run in. It didn't help that I wore my Kinvara's which have zero traction and even less stability control.
I was trying to use the power of positive thinking (and smiling!), but my quads were like, yeah, right, good luck with that!
It was quite beautiful and peaceful--I didn't see a soul for the first 3 miles. But there were definitely sections that were barely touched and I felt like I was running through quicksand: