18.5 mile long run
So, Meagan Nedlo has hit triple digit weeks multiple weeks in a row, maybe even over 10 times in her life. I could be super stalker and review her blog to get the exact number, but I don't have time for that. Instead, I'll just guess. Each time she told me (or I read about) her mileage in the 100s, I just thought, "Oh, cool!" and never really considered what that really meant. It meant waking up before the sun rose (even in the summer). It meant fighting any desire to take a nap at 1PM in the middle of a work cube. It meant running almost every evening, giving up whatever dream of a social life you had constructed. It meant going to bed at 9PM to be ready to repeat it all again the next day. It meant taking a nap for two hours on Saturday and Sunday. It meant yawning in almost every work meeting. It meant walking like a duck to get that much deserved Starbucks soy chai latte after a hard Sunday long run.
Maybe the above isn't exactly what it was like for Meagan, but that's what it was exactly like for me. I'm not whining, I'm just telling it like it is.
Running 95+ miles a week with a full time job is tough shit.
It's not easy. Sometimes, it's not even fun. Especially when you have to drag yourself outside in the sweltering NC heat for a measly five miler.
But, when you sit at your laptop on Sunday afternoon typing a review of your week, the sense of achievement sets in, and it does feel damn good to know that you just ran a crap ton of miles. If Jay Holder is reading this, I'm still in awe of how he managed to run consecutive 100+ mileage weeks with one of the worst work schedules one could ever imagine in NYC. I didn't even run 100 miles this week, but I got a good taste of what it's like, and now I'm fully in awe of my friends who manage to fit this into their schedule.
But enough about my friends.
So, yeah I ran my highest mileage ever. I danced 5 hours this week. I consumed a gazillion calories. Sometimes I didn't eat as much. I only doubled four days. I had fun! I was miserable on Wednesday. My relationship with 95 miles a week is somewhat bipolar, but that won't stop me from doing it again. My goals for Philly are too big to not try again!
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