I had a great run this morning. 23.2 km (14.4 miles) in 01:58:44. Long and easy.
To be honest, there was nothing too special about it, it was a normal run, but I was SO not looking forward to it that I guess the fact that in the end it didn’t suck, made it great. You know, everything is relative.
Say hello to my crappy non running watch. I haven’t bought a GPS cool Garmin or whatever brand watch yet, but I know I will succumb to social media peer pressure soon.
Really, all looking cool aside, I want one. I think it will help me pace myself better, and I will finally be able to say goodbye forever to the Google Maps measuring distance tool, looking forward to that.
Anyway, I usually love all my runs, the long and the short and the fast and the slow (eehhh not so much the slow ones). But I woke up this morning not looking forward to 23 km.. I guess I didn’t prepare myself mentally for it last night. I wouldn’t have known what that even meant a few months ago, but it is real. You can’t just get up and be ready for 2 hours (or more) of running. So I woke up, and the thought of a long run at 6:30 in the morning weighed heavy on me.
I drove to the beach front and started to get in the mood when I saw a couple runners go by, so thanks to you Mr. Gentleman and to you Ms. Pretty Lady. I wore tights and a thin long sleeve shirt, it was kind of chilly when I started but got better as the sun came up. At least there was already light when I started, I am usually out and about way before the sun.
I run all along the beach front from Bat Yam to Tel Aviv (via Yaffo), very very nice route, my favorite. Lots of runners, lots to see, fishermen, people walking their dogs.. I just love it. Didn’t really feel I was making any kind of effort until the half point… that has to mean I was enjoying myself right? Started feeling my hips tighten somewhere on the way back but that was about the extent of my discomfort. Can’t complain. The whole 23 went by fast.
A first for today’s run: I made a bathroom stop. I had to pee and although I usually can hold it (I always feel like I have to pee at some point during long runs), when I saw a nice (as I said everything is relative) public bathroom by the Tel Aviv Port I had to take advantage of it.
Overall a good workout, and I’m always relieved after a long run, I feel like I’ve accomplished something. It’s probably because I can’t just make up for it any other day, no time on weekdays for 2 hours running.
Have a great weekend!