Just keep going, just keep going...

One down, not many more to go.

My training last week was decent. Ran in the afternoon, it was hot but I think it helped me deal with the heat on Saturday morning.

Friday, I spent with a sick child. Candace has bronchitis and a throat infection, so I took her to the dr, and spent the day with her at home. Went to bed at 9 and was up at 3 AM. As I told Vickie, we are a bit crazy for getting up so early, knowing what waiting for us. ha. But we are proud to be crazy, aren't we?

I was feeling pretty good Saturday. My pace was slower than usual, and I did 1:1 intervals instead of my usual 2:1. I knew it was hot, and also knew it had been a while since my last "long" run. I felt pretty good overall, I didn't want to pass the 5 hr mark, so ended up turning around at the last water stop. I looked at Mark's direction, and that means I did about 18.5 miles. Not too shabby, I ended up walking back to Lakeshore. If I had had a granola bar I probably would have been able to run back, I was starving!

Overall, I felt pretty confident out there. I ran some 2:1 intervals when I felt like it and felt pretty strong. Those times when I thought I couldn't go any further, I thought of my niece Lillian, of all the CFC kids who can't walk, or eat, or talk, of the parents, and of my own kids, who have blessed me and are blessed with good health. Believe me, there is no stronger motivator.

I went home, took the required cold bath, 2 advils and finally took a nap around 4. Back to normal on Sunday, somewhat. My knees and feet feel great (thanks to new shoes) but my butt muscles hurt! LOL

Looking forward to Chicago. Like Cheryl said, I'm going to miss my Saturday runs.