16, 12, 18

So two weeks ago I ran 16 miles.  I was so nervous about it for two reasons: 1.) 15 sucked and  2.) I was going solo.  But I ended up feeling great!  12 turned out to be fun because an unexpected friend joined me.  It was a hot, humid one compared to recent weather, but we made it!  This was our first time running together as well as her first time running 12 - she's training for her first half marathon - go Jen!!  This past Saturday I ran 18.  I had planned to run 6/18 with Leaha, but she had to bail (for a not-so-fun reason - poor gal).  This definitely had my nerves going - I went to the bathroom 3 times before I hit the road!  ha!  I started out feeling great...which scares me because it usually means I'll crash.  My first mile averaged less than 10 minute miles, so did miles 2, 3, 4, 5...I kept waiting to hit the wall, but I never did.  I ended up averaging 9:22 minute miles for the entire 18!  I was ecstatic!  I stretched, took an ice bath (only with the ice left in the ice maker) and sipped on a beer.  I wasn't sore at all the rest of that day or the following.  This run gave me the confidence boost I needed.  Not only do I feel capable of finishing 26.2, but now I think I may actually finish with a decent time.  Woohoo!!  And I only have one more long run! 20 in two weeks!  Bring it on. ;)

recovery at its finest!