Friday Roundup
That’s a wrap on my first official week of running three miles every day (minus rest day)! Here’s the rundown on how the week felt, plus a peek into what I’ve been reading.
The Rundown
Saturday, October 18: 3.16 miles. 44m 51s. I didn't want to get up and then I didn't want to leave my heated car but did it all anyway and it felt SO GOOD to start my day out running. Against all odds, today was a big win.
Sunday, October 19: 3.26 miles. 39 m 59s. I got a late start and didn't think I'd be able to complete the whole trail before getting home to get ready for a commitment, but decided to shoot for it anyway and totally made it to the summit AND had time to soak in the views. I got back to the parking lot with three minutes to spare!
Monday, October 20: 4.36 miles. 58m 36s. Run with Provo Women of the Wasatch! Nothing beats trails and gal chatter.
Tuesday, October 21: 3.14 miles. 33m 16s. Didn't leave until after the sun was up today and I regret it. Too many people out. Running tights are the bane of my existence—I spent the entire run hitching them up every three steps. Other than that, I'd say it was a good run. I felt good physically!
Wednesday, October 22: 3.09 miles. 35m 54s. I’m a little surprised to feel myself getting sore. Three miles isn't too much for me—I've been hiking three-mile days multiple times a week for a couple of years now, and I’ve been running four-mile days once a week for almost a year. Logically, I know the compounding effect of weekly miles. I know that running uses different muscles and has a higher impact on joints than walking. But I'm intrigued to see it playing out in real time with my own body. I'm feeling really proud of myself—both my body and my mind. I'm proud of my body for all that she's taking on. I'm proud of her growth and resilience. I'm proud of her willingness to try again after such a long time. And I'm proud of my mind for having the good sense to keep my weekly mileage low while I work through the initial reality checks.
Thursday, October 23: 3.22 miles. 37 m 45s. Now I'm really sore. That run was a slog. Still, it felt good to get out, I'm proud of myself for a full week in a row! And I'm looking forward to rest day tomorrow. Sampa is too.
Friday, October 24: Rest day! I didn't expect to need this quite as much as I did. My ankles and feet are feeling achey, so I'm glad to be giving them a beat to catch up. I added in a bath and some lazy stretches for good measure, and am excited to hit the trails again tomorrow!
What I Read
Don’t Call it a Comeback by Keira D’Amato. Memoir from a collegiate runner turned hobby jogger turned mom turned American-record-holding marathoner. I cried.
