i was going to go to sleep at 9:18, but not yet, i just want to write a little first.
today was historic for me. i ran for an hour and a half, the longest i’ve ever run in my life. it wasn’t bad, actually, except that after about an hour, my knees started to hurt. but the time went by surprisingly quickly, and i didn’t get hit by any cars. most cars steered way over to the other lane, except for one guy in a giant pickup who didn’t want to get over at all.
i don’t feel nearly as bad as i did after the few races i was in last summer. i’m thinking in particular of the Bix, the 7 mile (7K?) race in Iowa, which involved a very very steep hill right at the beginning. and since it was my first race, i ROARED up the hill, and then the rest of the race was quite grim and by the end my quads were screaming in pain and inside my head i was screaming all kinds of bad things, hating that i’d ever agreed to run in some dumb race. the free twinkies at the end barely made up for the agony. luckily, it’s impossible for me to stay mad for more than about 16 minutes, so, two twinkies later, i was just fine.
but today, i ran farther, and even though there was no race pressure, i’m still very proud of this accomplishment.
but that’s why i’m so sleepy now, i think.
also, i had two glasses of wine at dinner, and then i drove on the highway and roared past a cop sitting at the side of the road, i was going 80, but luckily he wasn’t interested in me.
when i reached my destination, i had a third glass of wine, and i think that’s what put me over the top, fatigue-wise. or maybe it’s really the long run.
i guess i can run in a half-marathon now, and then i can progress to a real marathon. and then i’ll be a marathon runner, and that is exciting, because i assume that means i’ll automatically be very thin, because i don’t know any marathon runners who aren’t thin. actually, i don’t really know any marathon runners personally, but the people i see who run marathons are quite thin.
i can’t believe it’s wednesday night already. i’m feeling unnecessarily melancholy at the moment, and so i must sleep, in order to correct the badness that encroaches on my brain.
ok ok ok,
grace ever unstable but always outwardly cheerful nonetheless