Saturday was my first real encounter of the summer with Swiss Avenue and the first time I had to face 20 miles in almost a year. For the most part, I was a little 5 foot rock star defying the heat and keeping on pace. I'm not saying that it was easy --- just that I felt confident for most of the course. It helps that we have these great runners at Luke's that go above and beyond the call of duty every single week. They put out extra coolers on Fisher, they reward my run up Sperry with cold wash cloths, they bring Popsicles at the end of every run... I can barely get myself out the door each week. I don't know how they manage to get up early to take care of the rest of us, but I would never survive the long runs without such great support.
Hard to explain the feeling of having a 20 mile run under your belt. It makes you feel all at once like you're confident that you can do this and that this whole thing was the dumbest idea that you've ever had.
Little did I know that the dumbest idea would come later in the weekend when I decided to take a core chisel class at Exhale. The class was supposed to strengthen my core, but the description failed to mention the beating that my legs would take on the "bar" portion of the class. You know it is bad when the worst thing you did you your leg muscles this weekend wasn't forcing them to run 3 hours straight.
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