Hello 20

Yesterday was my last big run before the Chicago Marathon. For two days my legs felt a normalcy that I haven't experienced since early July. Normally I am off on Mondays but since I worked this one, I opted to take off a Tuesday so I could refocus on my random training plan. I have had two 15 mile runs this month which is substandard on the way to my 26.2 miler in just 2 weeks. A marathon running friend told me that if I could get an 18 mile run in before the race, I may be able to cross the finish line after fighting nagging injuries.

Since my mental approach to conquering the marathon involves dividing it into four 5-mile segments plus two 5ks, I decided to make my final long run four 5-mile segments with a hope to hit 50 minuets at each interval. I headed to Mansfield's bike trail for this long workout. The air was cool and breezy with a hint of fog to thinly mask the clear blue skies and gorgeous sun.

As I loaded up on pre-run nutrients for the trail, I knew it was time to test out if I could reach this goal. From Lexington park I trekked northward. Although there was some leg discomfort for the first mile and a half, it did not alter my running form as the last few sessions! Being able to shake out the aches after 1 & a half miles was encouraging since the last three runs required 4 miles of struggle before I felt any fluidity in my motion.

This run was the first I truly enjoyed in a long time as I took in the sights, scents and sounds around me. The falling leaves cascaded before me lining the path as if to comfort healing feet. As fog burned away the sun light glistened on grassy fields and flowers and heightened the blue ponds along the path. The breeze revealed sweet aromas of early autumn. I was running and felt fully alive. As pressed on I felt increasing strength with minimal effort of breathing. At 5 miles I hit the 50 minute mark and made my turn southward again.

By now I was relaxed and focused, gaining confidence with each stride and no hint of fatigue when I reached the 10 mile mark. At this point I gained a minute in a half to finish the first half of my run at 98 1/2 minuets. After a quick stop to refuel, I returned north again and surprisingly as I continued I was able to keep up my pace and after 15 miles I was at 150 minuets and on target. Though fatiguing at this point, I knew I had knocked down the first 3 quarters of my run at race pace. Just five more miles I thought to myself and returned for the final leg.

I continued to concentrate on form but I found my mind drifting a bit in focus during this stretch. I also noticed that I was laboring a bit on my breathing yet kept moving toward the finish. The last four miles seemed longer in my head but I had to remember, not since the Akron marathon had I pushed these distances and so I was up against head games. I countered my thoughts would positives like at 16 miles- I am in new territory. At 18 miles- Liz says if I can get there on my runs I will be ok for Chicago. With those thoughts, a faint smile overcame me. I respected the distance still before me. 2 miles is easy but not so much after you have already run 18. Still I kept thinking how good it would be to cross the finish and drink the water and take off my shoes to stand in soft grass in bare feet. The hardest mile was the final one. It's what I considered my wall to push through. Though my pace was fading, I was able to gently push to the end and finished with a 3:25 for 20 miles! The thrill was in the finish of the biggest test to date. The time was a bonus.

I am now looking forward to the Chicago Marathon, feeling confident that I can do this. If I finish better than the Akron, that will be a bonus. Hello 20! Nice to meet you!!