I decided to write about my long runs...if not for everyone else's entertainment, for my own sake...
This morning we all planned to run 12 miles, and I told Tom as I left for the gym, "If no one else shows up, I'm getting coffee and coming straight home!" The whole drive to, hopefully not, meet everyone, I was worried about my knee. I know I have "runners knee", which is basically where your knee gets "off track" and your knee cap grinds against your cartiledge, enciting varying amounts of pain as you sit, walk, run, or especially, go down stairs. One of the guys I'm running with suggested using kinesio tape, so I taped up both my knees this morning, hoping it would alleviate some pain at least.
When I pulled into the parking lot at the gym everyone was already there waiting in the 35 degree temps for me! Shucks...as we took off, one of the guys said, I'm sticking with you, my feet hurt so I need to go slow. Ha! Talk about a self-esteem booster :). I am, notably, the slowest out of everyone. So we start out, and thankfully he had a GPS watch (I'm getting one in Illinois!!!), so we were going along at a 8:30 pace and I told him this wasn't going to last...I run 10's. About 3 miles into the run, we had to cross "The River", as we affectionately call it. There's literally a stream that's developed across the major road we run on, and our way around it was gated off this morning, unfortunately. My buddy hopped, skipped and jumped very gingerly over it, but I stopped. Then started overthinking my approach, and just went for it. Phew! Only a couple drops of water on my toes...no biggie.
We picked up another runner around 4 miles who dropped back from the fast guys, and we all stuck together until mile 6. Then, my buddy and I headed back in the same direction we came from. All was well...and then it was time to again, cross over The River. He easily crossed it, but I stopped again, tried finding a narrow spot, and then said, what the heck, I'll just go for it, that worked last time. Oh boy...on my first not so carefully placed step I broke through some ice/slush and was up to my ankle in ice cold water, I gasped and took another couple jumps out of the river. In all my fanfare my car keys and gloves fell out of my pockets and I started laughing hysterically. All the guy watching this unfold could say was "That was epic...". I kept laughing at myself and my soggy shoe for the next few minutes, and then the reality of having to run 3 more miles like this sunk in...yuck.
3 soggy miles later, we crossed over our 12 mile mark and stopped to walk the rest of the way to our cars. I didn't realize how sore my whole lower half was until we actually stopped running and then I realized running 12 miles with someone faster than me might have been a mistake. We finished in 1 hour and 58 mintues, so just under my 10 min. mile pace. My knee actually held up pretty well, but most of my leg muscles ache and even my feet got swollen and are still aching. I have some good quad strengthening exercises I'm going to start doing, since that supposedly helps with sore knees. Whatever works, I'm up for it! So, I think next week is 14 miles...we're getting into major uncharted territory for me, so wish me luck!