|June 18, 2012||Posted by Emily under Uncategorized|
A lot has happened since the last time we chatted.
I ran a lot of training miles last week.
82 in a seven day period, to be exact.
I flew to the land of 10,000 lakes and saw at least 4 of them.
First, by spending Friday afternoon biking around a few of the aquatic gems in Minneapolis.
I didn’t think I needed to get an Ironman tat, because when you see pictures like this, you just know I’m in the club.
And then, I traveled north with my fantastic friend Margaret to run 26.2 miles along a really, really, really big lake.
Some might even call it Superior in size to many other lakes.
Before and after the run, I decided to compensate for missing out on the other 9,996 lakes in Minnesota by sampling some other forms of state liquid.
Both in the form of local craft brew paired with cheese curds, and served in signature Grandma’s Marathon test tube shot glasses at local Duluth watering holes.
And I most definitely, without a doubt PR-d in race eve beverage consumption.
Time stamp: 2:30 am race morning. Location: UMD dorms.
I ran my 16th marathon in my 10th state and had an absolute blast.
There is a reason people are obsessed with Grandma’s Marathon. The race is well run, full of crazy enthusiastic marathon junkies, spectacularly scenic and weaves through several Minnesota towns jampacked with cheering spectators and run fans.
I finished the race in 3:29.27 with a negative split and accelerated pace through the final 6 miles (and with my favorite Vermont beer in hand within moments of finishing. Margs may have missed seeing me an impressive 7 times during the race, but she wins spectator of the year for carrying a cooler full of the best Green Mountain craft brews to the finish line).
My only goal going into the marathon was to finish the distance on extremely tired legs. By the end of the race I had hit my 82nd mile of the week and I ran 17 miles less than two days before the gun went off. So tired legs got a big old check mark on my list of pre-race requirements. From step one of the race, I was feeling the weight of my training volume.
But finishing my fourth fastest marathon ever, running less than two minutes off of the marathon PR I broke in Eugene six weeks ago, and maintaining a pace I was very happy with for the entire distance, left me extremely satisfied with the race as a quality training run and makes me excited register for a goal 50k to race this summer.
We celebrated a successful day of marathon running with a long night of dancing to some stellar bands at the post-race tents.
And I managed to destroy my knee by getting up close and personal with a horizontal spread of gravel…yet again.
But for once, it was not my fault. I got pushed, and I got pushed hard.
Luckily, Margs twilights as a knee bandaging expert, and cleaned me up well before I headed home to DC.
And I think that gets us all caught up after a whirlwind weekend of marathoning in Minnesota. Now I’m left with a tragic 26.2less calendar for the next 4+ months and freaking out a little bit because ALL I WANT TO DO is travel around the country, visiting friends, and running marathons. I am going to spend my week identifying new races to run and strategizing ways to win several different lottery jackpots.