Today was my last long run before Disney. Taper starts tomorrow. The plan for this morning was 10, but somehow it ended up being 12. Apparently, I am beginning to think, "What's a few more miles?" when asked if I'll stick around. This is good and bad. I love running. Especially with friends (like this morning). And I REALLY want to hit 1000 miles this year (I'm way ahead by the way). But have you met me before? I'm kind of competitive. With everyone. Including myself. Which generally means I am constantly trying to one up those around me. And if I keep this up, I might just end up spending four hours every weekend on my long runs and I'm pretty sure J is not going to be a fan of that.
Seriously, though. This morning's run was great (and it's finally warmer!). Here's G, D and I before the run. Note how I managed to make myself the focal point of this shot.
G and D ran the first four with me. Then we dropped G off and picked up Em (a.k.a The Kenyan) and Alyssa. The four of us ran together for the first half mile, then D and the Kenyan broke away, never to be seen again. That's when Alyssa coaxed me into two more miles. (I'll forgive her. I love her.) I finished the run in 2:01, which falls right smack in the middle of my long run zone.
Once I got back, I put on my Recovery Socks. And they definitely are super comfy and my legs feel quite good. I'm still not sure they are worth $35 a pair, but I might feel differently tomorrow morning. We'll see.