This always feels like the week that marathon training really starts. I know it's been going on for months but once you start creeping past the 13 mile mark, you've crossed over into a whole new world. Muscles and joints start to hurt a little more frequently, the need for sleep is more important than ever, and I can't even begin to describe that constant annoying feeling of always being hungry.
On Saturday, we made our usual trip out to White Rock. In Texas, we don't get very many days with this type of glorious weather so I enjoyed every last second of it. The sun was beaming down which ultimately led to quite the sunburn and the start of a super sexy sports bra tan. My husband says that it's a sign of an athletic woman and that it's sexy. Good answer ;-) As long as you feel that way dear, I won't let it bother me.
Being that this was my first "real" training run for the marathon, my goal was to pace along comfortably since my legs were still a bit tired from the hilly half marathon run last weekend. I cruised along at about a 10:48 pace, with only one stop to walk for one minute at mile 13.5. This was the point that the heat started to take it's toll. Even a high of 75 can get uncomfortable so it's time to start going back to a 5:30am wake up call on a Saturday.
All-in-all it was a good run based on the expectations I had set.