Oooops

This week was all about loving encouragement and support. I ran twice-- one short little 2 miler and my long one: an 18-miler. I did MUCH better this time than my last attempt at a long distance-- not in terms of speed, but in terms of other factors. I decided to throw the four minutes/ one minute interval out the window and just jog what I wanted. For the first 13 miles I jogged anywhere from 6 to 13 minutes before taking 1 minute walk breaks. So, I DID take them, I just didn't regulate it. I think that made me less anxious. Surprisingly, I actually drank more water.

Now, the downside, my knees hurt today. For the first time ever, I'm actually in quite a bit of pain. So, I can't fault the intervals for doing what they are supposed to apparently. They DO keep the stress and injury level down. After the 13 mile mark I walked considerably more during miles 14, 15, 16, and 17. I walked all of the last one.

Why was this week all about loving encouragement and support? Why is this week's entry titled "Oooops?" I got up at 5 a.m. to run Sunday morning and found this note on the kitchen counter from Andy. Really, there's no need to say any more.