Addict it is...

I did my longest run to date yesterday. 18km. New records abound. :) (OK, I know I'm the only one that cares about that stuff. :P )

If you had asked me yesterday, the run was not good. It was sunny, but it was really windy in a few places. I really don't like the wind. At about the 12km mark I got a butt cramp. TMI WARNING! It felt like my insides were going to explode out my butt. No, it's not a runners trot issue. I know those well. This is different. I don't know if anyone knows what I'm talking about, but holy painful. Spasm. Cramp. Ouch. I had to walk to relieve that. I did think at one point I was going to have to call for a ride home though. But I managed to walk it off. At the 15 km point I hit the wall. I was done. It took every ounce of energy I had just to keep myself upright, on two feet. One foot in front of the other. As I got home, I realized I was .5 km short. So I kept going. Walked right on past the house. That's some serious issue right there. Every muscle from the waist down is screaming for relief and you say, "Just five more minutes".  When I was done, I had completed it in 2:46:00, with a pace of 9:11 per km.

Oh boy I ached. My legs hurt. My feet hurt. I was mentally and physically exhausted. I couldn't stand up. I couldn't sit down. I was chilled right to the bone. I was sick to my stomach. I was weak. My brain was fried. I couldn't decide if I wanted to cry from the misery or laugh at the ridiculousness of what I am putting myself through.

What am I thinking? Someone yesterday asked me if I was training for a marathon. Before yesterday's run, I was planning on running at least a couple in 2013. Yesterday I wasn't sure if I wanted to put myself though the grueling training. For a few minutes I wasn't even sure I was capable of completing the training to do the half in May. Let alone the 4 halfs I was planning to do this year.

My wonderful husband massaged my legs for a few minutes. It was wonderful. I could so get used to that. <3. But then he took me traipsing through the Wal-mart. Do you know how BIG a Wal-Mart is?????  If it weren't for the massage, I think I'd be pissed.

So, Wal-Mart, grocery store, supper, a soccer game (watching, not playing) and bed. That was how the rest of my day went.

I do have to talk about supper for a minute. I made a new salad last night from the salad book. Beef Stir Fry Salad. I altered it a little bit. Instead of using the veggies as listed, I used 1.5 cups of thawed Kirkland Stir Fry vegetables.

And instead of making the dressing as per the recipe, I just picked up a bottle of Mandarin Ginger dressing from the grocery store. The salad was awesome. (I have some more for lunch today.)

Where was I? Oh yea, bed. That's right. I turned on some Dragnet and off to lala land I went.

This morning I got up, no aches, no pains. I was actually a little more limber than when I usually wake up.  I felt freaking FANTASTIC!!!

Guess what. I can't wait to do it all over again next Sunday.

This is a pretty good addiction. You feel horrible while your doing it, but THEN the high kicks in and the pain is all but forgotten.

I've done 87km so far this month. On track for a total of 131 km for February.