I am very happy to report my 20 mile (32.2km) run is done. A lot of it can best be described as torture.
It started out beautifully, sunshine, open bathrooms at Sikome Lake (hurrah a water supply!), light breeze, blue sky with fluffy white clouds. I wore shorts and a T-shirt. This was very stupid. Isolated showers were forecast and I should know better.
|Bridge under 22x by Bow River|
|Gorgeous spring day!|
|Happy running person|
I headed north after crossing 22x toward Bankside. At this stage it looked as though dark clouds were blowing in so I turned back south. I had to stop at 11k as something was rubbing the big toe on my right foot, I thought it was a stone. No, I had managed somehow to put on non-matching socks. The left fluffier sock was fine and the right one was not.
|Enter apocalyptic clouds|
After some online whining to my dear runner friends I got my arse moving (actually they got my arse moving). This time I took a detour to the west trying to avoid the rain.
That didn't work so well. It got very very windy. I stopped again to put on a long sleeve shirt (now why the hell did I not bring a tracksuit top or jacket?) and the rain started. At 15k I contemplated crawling into Bow Valley Ranch but settled for sitting on a log in the now pouring rain trying to stuff my phone into a plastic bag. (You may note here that I had the foresight to bring waterproofing for my phone but not a raincoat).
My online support group got my arse moving once again.
I was so cold and miserable I didn't even see these guys standing next to me. They ran ahead and crossed the pathway.
I should never have sat down as I got even colder. At this point I was just about halfway through the run and I gave up mentally. I wasn't even sure I could run back home, I just wanted it to be over.
After I crossed back toward Sikome, the sun came out and the numbness left my hands (I didn't even bring gloves, good grief). I decided to get to 21.1km and see where I was. It turned out to be right by 22x which I knew was 5k from the house. Finally I felt slightly better until reaching the valley before BB Hill where my big toe started throbbing. I took off my shoe and found the entire bottom and side of the toe was a blister. Outstanding.
I had no clue how I could possibly reach 32.2 when I had barely hit 22. I dragged my ass up the hill, having decided to call for a ride home when I got to the road. It must have been the heat and sun as when I got to the top I started running again. My toe hurt but what can you do.
Then strangeness happened: the last 10k was unexpectedly great! I plugged through at a steady 7:30km pace with 3 out and backs past the house to make up the distance, trying to ignore my toe. Literally as soon as I got in the house an enormous wind gust hit and black clouds rolled in. I fear that would have been the end of me.
|This intriguing little cairn is by the side of BB Hill.|
My next long run will be the marathon. Aaaaaarghhh!
According to the Garmin, I ran at an average 7:45 min/km pace for 32.3 km in 4:10:51. The lap times downloaded normally. (Don't ask me). I'm so happy with that given how many times I nearly quit. It is also a bunch better than my last 32.2 training run. Now it's time to move ahead and plan for the marathon. I already threw out the offending blister causing sock.