Why does mother nature hate us? I know, I know, it’s only February. But come on. Not but a couple of weeks ago we saw temperatures in the 60′s. What a tease.
I have been doing long runs on Saturday mornings in preparation for the Wisconsin Marathon (The Cheesiest!) on May 2nd. I haven’t actually committed to the race yet via official race entry, but I am most definitely probably going to do it. Up until this weekend, I would not have been deterred my a little snowfall. This is Wisconsin after all. However, when I woke up early Saturday morning to near-blizzard conditions, I went into wimp mode. I decided to take my 15 miler to the Y.
I hopped on the treadmill, which I now have figured out how to rig to run for 60 minutes instead of 30 minutes before it shuts itself off. I was armed with 1 bottle of water, 1 bottle of Gatorade, and 1 pack of Black Cherry Clif Shots. This is actually quite a bit of gear to be running with at the Y, but what was I to do? I made sure the treadmill I chose was smack in front of the TV that was tuned to the Discovery Channel, and I was off.
Hour one passed by pretty quickly as I simultaneusly listened to my iPod and watched Dirty Jobs in closed captioning. At the start of hour 2, Wreckreation Nation came on, and I knew this was going to be a little tougher. It’s not my favorite show, but I forced myself to watch it anyways in the interest of passing time. Somewhere around mile 10, my stomach really started to hurt, but I pressed on.
An aside – people at the Y will look at you funny when they see you eating weird little gummy bites out of a packet while you are running.
Where was I? Right, 2 hours down, 2 miles to go. These last 2 miles were tough, but only because I thought my stomach might actually explode. If not for that, I felt like I could have actually picked up the pace quite a bit. I finished out the run, and was pleased with myself for sticking it out. This was officially my longest treadmill run to date, and it wasn’t nearly as bad as I thought it would be. If you get yourself in the correct mind frame before you start (I am in this for the long haul, let’s just press on and get it done), it’s not so bad. I also force myself not to look at the numbers very often, which helps.
I have hit the point where I am pretty focused on my training, and just waiting for winter to end. I am not interested in any more snow or cold or anything of the sort. I am hoping that the weather from here on out will cooperate enough that I can at least do my long runs outside. Hear that mother nature? Thank you in advance.