Today was my first long run since my injury in late July. 10 pain free, not excessively hot (finally) miles!
I headed out the door around 7 am wearing my husband's Ironman watch since mine died this morning. Crap! Dead Garmin and now dead Timex. I may have to cave and charge G-Money now since I can't run without a watch. GASP! Why not just take off my shoes and head out the door barefoot while I'm at it?
I ran for 1:35 just to be safe. I'm pretty sure that I was running faster than a 9:30 pace, so it was likely more than 10 miles.
Had to make a pit stop at Jack in the Box right around the 1-hour mark. Apparently, it's a bad idea to completely gorge yourself with Papa Johns pizza, hot wings and cinnamon dessert pizza the night before a long run. Oh, and drinking 1/2 a Grande Starbucks Pumpkin Spice Latte right before said run isn't such a hot idea either.
Got a very random photo before I hit the powder room.
I'm thinking not very many people that eat at your joint, Jack.
Tacos with American cheese: Perfect fuel for running (to the toilet).
My husband actually loves the tacos there. GAG!
I do confess to enjoying an occasional JIB milkshake.
1 week until the Temecula Half!