Yesterday I went straight from work to The Forest of Nisene Marks
The Forest of Nisene Marks State Park - Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia where I prefer to do my trail running, to try and train for my half marathon. Armed with my cute little black velcro belt with the two 8 oz water bottles and pouch, 2 packets of Luna Sport Chews (cute little half moon jellies) and my watch/heart rate monitor, I decided I was going to try to run for an hour and a half
straight.
I didn't really think I could do it. I figgerd I'd probably end up walking or going back early.
NOPE!
I ended up running from 5:22:02pm to 6:43:01pm, and I only stopped for about 3 and a half non-consecutive minutes: 60 seconds at the top of my usual trail (that gains about 500ft of elevation) to drink water and stretch, 70 seconds at the turn around of a different trail I never been on to drink water, stretch, and eat some Chewies, and the other seconds I spent waiting for downhill bike riders to pass.
The first 15 minutes sucked--I was tired and cranky. Running was easier after I did the big ass hill, but I didn't have an iPod (broke mine) so it was just me and my thoughts, with music playing in my head. After 45 minutes I got very bored. The forest is lovely, but my body was like, "Um, ok it's time to stop--this is when I'm used to it being over." I kept going. After an hour I could not feel my body, I pretty much just flew along and it was easier than ever. The last 20 minutes I was high as a kite and felt confident, relaxed, and like the run was effortless.
I had a few pints and Thai food (Pad Woon Sen, no eggs, bean thread noodles, with prawns and spicy) and felt absolutely high all night, no pain in my body whatsoever.
This morning I felt no pain, either, BUT it took me 15 minutes to get out of bed. I just cuddled with Oliver and kissed and hugged him until I could make it out of bed. He's the only male I like to cuddle with right now: