Sunday morning, It is a gorgeous day outside, the sun is up, but the heat is bearable. I roll out of bed, brush my teeth and slap some cold water on my face to help speed up the waking up process. A toast with peanut butter later, I gear up, now I’m ready to hit the road for my 6 miles run…
It is going to be a great run I tell myself. After all, it is not my first time attempting a 6 miles run, it actually is my second time. First time didn’t go so well, It was super challenging, but I managed to finish. Based on my track record with running, second time is usually a charm; so most certainly today would be no different. “I got this” I told myself.
So out I go, ready to conquer the distance…
Mile 1, all is well. I start with a slow jog to warm the muscles up. I’m doing great, I’m pacing myself.
Mile 2, Nothing has changed, at least for the first few steps. I’m starting to breathe heavy, I’m feeling pain in the lower part of my left leg.
Mile 3, I’ve completely slowed down, I’m losing momentum. I don’t think I can finish this run. It might be time for me to cut this run short and call me a Uber back home (lmao).
Mile 4, I’m pretty much walking, I’ve given up on running. I’ve managed to convince myself to keep going no matter how bad it is. After all, after completing this mile, there’ll only be 2 more miles to go right… “You can do this girl” (Pep talk). Towards the end of that mile, I’ve gathered enough strength to get back to running.
Mile 5, Almost there, lets try to pick up some speed now. At this point it’s pretty much a combination of run-walk (I’m just glad I’m still standing).
Mile 6, Last mile I am so grateful, let’s keep up the run-walk combo until the end. “I got this”. Didn’t last too long, walked the rest of the mile.
Once the prompter notified me that I’ve completed my 6 miles run (not so much of a run), I pretty much collapsed on a bench. A lady approached me to make sure I was ok. She probably was watching me for a while (Bless her heart).
Overall, I managed to complete this 6 miles run session with an average pace of 14:46 min/mi. I’m just glad that I did not give up when my mind wanted me to. I’m also glad I had my hydration vest with me (new gear) to keep me hydrated. God knows I probably would not have survived the whole way through without it. I finished it all before I made it back home.
One thing I learned about my 6 miles run is “When it comes to distance running, the struggle is real“. I’m sure most of you can agree with me.
Do you remember your first challenging long run? What distance was/is the most challenging for you? How did you manage to make it to the end? Was your experience any better than mine? I sure hope so :-). Don’t forget to share below ⇓
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