I ran 8 miles this morning by myself, wearing my Nikes and a long sleeve shirt (which seemed prudent at the beginning of the run). I was kinda nervous beforehand... it was the longest run I've done solo in a while, and I think I was afraid of being alone with my thoughts for so long again.
I queued up my podcasts and hit the pavement worrying about whether I'd eaten enough, whether my shoes would make my feet hurt today, if I should have brought water with me... and after a couple miles I realized I was fine.
I also made some important decisions. First, I definitely need a hydration pack for these longer runs. My lips were chapped by the time I finished and I think my overall performance would benefit from consistent, intermittent hydration. Second, the same is true for fuel... and so next long run I'll have a way to pack hydration and energy snacks. Third, the Nikes don't hurt... or cause blisters... or bump my toenails until they bruise. So I'll likely be making a trip to Fleet Feet this week to grab a new pair of Nikes. I have 238 miles on this current pair, and I just don't know if they'll get me to my goal.
I am running 18 miles next Saturday. By myself. Across the causeway... and almost all the way to Winters. Fuck, you guys. More than a little nervous about this run and what it means in terms of where I'm at in my training. But I'll have my hydration and energy snack pack. And I'll just be putting one foot in front of the other.
For now I'm going to go back to drinking my banana strawberry smoothie and doing some deep breathing and some stretches...