Running for donuts is going well. I still eat donuts but my long run is up to 9 miles... 10 on Sunday! Some runs are better than others but I really think now it is just mental. I left today for a 7-mile tempo run and spent the first three miles in my head thinking about this sucky headwind and oh great now it's starting to rain and I bet I have to take a bunch of walk breaks.
Well, that sucky headwind became a lovely tailwind after the turnaround - very nice! The rain was light and at least I wasn't pelted by monster hailstones. No walk breaks whatsoever, now that I've mastered the Art of Drinking While Running, also known as Slobbering While Running, and I feel great.
I am beginning to suspect that somewhere in the psyche of every runner is a number. It's the number of the miles after which we think surely we can go no further without messing up or hitting that mystical wall. My number is six. Anything over six miles and my inner voice (who sounds a lot like Mrs. Carmichael, my elementary bus driver who yelled a lot and banged on the roof of the bus) goes to work, telling me this is too hard, what was I thinking, blah blah blah.
Sometimes I listen to Mrs. Carmichael, but not as often as I have in years past. I have three half marathons under my size-XL belt and I am determined to PR this May.
The only real downside is my poor toenails. They are taking a beating no matter what I do (bigger shoes, better socks, nothing works). If only they would just get bruised and turn purple or black, that would be a snap -- dark nail polish to the rescue. But, no. My piggies look just fine and then suddenly three or four toenails will just... Fall. Right. Off. Leaving me with a little nub of a nail 'til that grows in all the way and we start all over.
So, no pedicures for me. Who would want to touch these nasties? And as soon as I get a nice coat of polish on, a few nails fall off and it looks, well, nasty. This running thing is working out great for every single body part except the poor toenails.
On the bright side: at least my butt is back up where it is supposed to be!
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