I was feeling really nervous about it. I planned to run a five-mile loop from my house three times. I headed out the door at 7:45, and it was pretty cool outside--thank goodness! Just a quarter mile in, I completely changed my plans for my route. I did my usual out-and-back route, only I just ran the "out" part. Then I found some detours to take on the way home, through places I haven't run before, so it was pretty interesting.
I kept my pace much slower than last week, because I wanted to maintain a consistent pace for the whole 15 miles. Last week, I ran an 8:30-something mile pace, and that was very unrealistic for this distance today. I just ran comfortably, which ended up being a 9:30-ish pace, and very consistent throughout the run.
I wound up back at my house at mile nine, so I planned to do two three-mile loops from my house after that. The second loop would take me past my parents' house twice, so I decided to do that one last (I could stop for water if needed). Before heading out on the first three-mile loop, I stopped for about 15 seconds and gulped down some water on my porch.
I know that drinking more than a couple of sips at a time while running causes me stomach cramps, but I couldn't help it; it's so hard when I'm thirsty not to down the whole bottle. I drank probably 8 oz., and my stomach started cramping almost immediately when I started running again. Oh, well.
I was back at my house at mile 12, so I stopped again for a little water. When I reached mile 12.5, my legs really started to feel heavy. I was definitely ready to be done! I reached my parents' house at mile 13, so I grabbed a cold water from their fridge. I drank a few ounces, and dumped some of it on my head and neck--that felt great! I looped around their neighborhood, and was back at their house at mile 14. I probably could have gone without another stop, but I'd left the bottle at the end of their driveway, so I just grabbed it, chugged it down, and ran home with the empty bottle.
My stomach was really cramping the last mile, but I was so glad that I was almost done, that I ignored it. I hit my driveway right at mile 15. I finished!
Next time, I'm going to wear my Camelbak vest. Today, I didn't bother carrying water with me because I knew I'd be going past my house a few times (as well as my parents' house). But to avoid getting too thirsty (and drinking too much too fast), I'm better off bringing water with me.
I hurried to take a shower and head out the door, because I wanted to go to church this morning. My mom told me that she was asked to speak and share her testimony, so I wanted to be there for the second service. I got dressed and rushed out the door, and arrived just as church was starting. It kind of blew my mind that I had run 15 miles before church started on a Sunday morning!
My stomach was really upset, and I was worried I was going to have to rush out of the sanctuary. I knew it was from gulping down all the water, because my stomach always cramps when I do that. The oh-no-I-have-to-go-to-the-bathroom-right-now feeling was coming in waves. I tried to make it through the whole service, but once my mom was done speaking, I ended up leaving. When I got home, I just laid on the couch for about an hour, waiting for the cramping to pass.
Jerry really wanted to go to Menard's to start planning out a garage. He's been wanting a garage ever since we moved in here 10 years ago, and last year we bought the property next to us at an auction, so we have the room to build one now. He's hoping to start working on it in the spring.
The kids were disappointed that we didn't have "Pizza Friday", so we told them that we'd have pizza today instead, since Jerry was off work. Menard's is in Toledo, and just a few miles away is Pizza Papalis, a restaurant known for their Chicago-style pizza. It's 13 PP per slice for a small, so it's not very often that we eat it; but what better day to indulge than when I ran 15 miles?
It takes nearly an hour to bake the deep dish pizza, and I was absolutely starving by that time. My stomach was feeling much better and ready to eat! It was totally worth the wait when it came out, though.
After that, I wanted nothing more than to go home, put on my pajamas, and curl up on the couch to relax... and here I sit :) I feel great for getting my 15-miler done! It honestly wasn't as tough as I was expecting. I thought the last four miles or so would be killer, but it went pretty well.