Last night, I ended up carb-loading with a peanut butter and jelly sandwich. Not at all how I'd planned it! I spent all day making chicken soup from scratch, and just before dinner, when I was going to add the pasta to it, I decided to change things up and make some whole wheat dumplings instead of adding the pasta. When I make dumplings for soup normally, I use an egg, white flour, and salt. I wasn't sure if the whole wheat flour would work well, so I googled a recipe. I thought it was odd that there wasn't an egg in it to hold it together, but I made the dumplings and dropped them into the soup, which was at a low simmer.
Ten minutes later, I checked on the soup and the dumplings were gone--totally dissolved--and I had a murky-looking, thick, chicken and flour soup. I was bummed. Nobody wanted to eat it, so down the garbage disposal it went. And we had PB&J's for dinner--which were actually really good.
I didn't sleep very well last night, because I was nervous about the 16-mile run. I woke up at 3:30, and couldn't go back to sleep. When I got out of bed, I had baked oatmeal for breakfast and dressed in my most comfortable running clothes. Jessica apparently got that memo about what to wear, because we showed up wearing the EXACT SAME OUTFIT:
I planned our route so that we would park and do two out-and-back routes--the first one being 5 miles out and 5 back, so we arrived back at the car at 10 miles; then the second route was just 3 miles out and 3 back--total of 16 miles.
Jessica was smart enough to bring a long-sleeved top which she put on over her other one. I froze for the first 3 miles or so. It was really cold and windy. At mile 6, I ate my peanut butter Gu. I had the lemon-lime Powerade in my water bottle (that's what they're going to have on the marathon course, so I wanted to try it out on a long run).
We got back to the car at mile 10, and I topped off my water bottle (I'd only drunk about half of it). Then we headed out for the last 6 miles. Once we hit mile 12, my legs were starting to ache. I could feel it from my hips to my knees. Not pain, but definitely achy. I ate my chocolate Gu at that point.
At mile 13, I started bitching and moaning. My legs just wanted to STOP RUNNING. Jessica was feeling okay, so she let me complain. At around mile 14, I got a second wind and it was Jessica's turn to complain. When we got back to the car, and the Garmin beeped mile 16, we stopped running. And we both started groaning. We walked stiffly over to the grass and started stretching, groaning with each stretch.
We were SO achy. This was the most sore I've ever been after a run! There were some guys in the parking lot getting into a truck and leaving, and they asked how far we ran. We both got really excited that they asked, because nobody ever asks when we are running long. We both said, "16 miles!" and told them we were training for the Cleveland marathon. It totally made our day that they asked ;)
We took some pictures:
|This was where we tried to look like we were running, hahaha|
|THREE effing hours of non-stop running|
All-in-all, today's 16-miler was a success! Neither one of us had tummy troubles (which is a miracle, because Jessica always has stomach problems on long runs, but she tried new fueling stuff today). We both are sore, but we feel good. I'm looking forward to a rest day tomorrow!