Each of the three loops took 30 minutes...give or take 30 seconds. Total running time for the 10.1 miles was one gorgeous hour and 45 beautiful minutes.
It's hard for me to know if I felt kind of barfy because of that sugary date roughly an hour into things or because those sardines and hot salsa were catching up with me. Or if I felt a significant mental distraction set in at about the 8-mile mark because I didn't fuel enough during the run...or because I am just not really in 10-mile running shape yet. Hmmmm... things to ponder....
But the coolest thing about my run today was: my family :)
While not exactly running buddies, my husband and my two sons went for a hike around the loop while I ran. Can I use 'whilst' there? I figured they would be slow enough for me to jam on three loops to their one. And my calculations were spot on. They finished up mere moments before I came skipping merrily down the road, eager to continue for "just one more mile (and a half)!" Luckily, they were still having enough fun that they didn't mind waiting.
I felt on top of the world when it was over. I felt really strong except for the half-mile distraction thing around Mile 8. I felt tanned and toned and drop-dead gorgeous...kind of like this...
Evidently, I am delusional.
My ever-tactful son upon my arrival at the car: Gee, mom...you look fat!
Me: Yeah, well I am kinda fat...ish...
Him: No, you're not. It's just that your clothes are soooo tight! You're all...squeeeeezed...You look like a... a... a combination of ...
[yes, you guessed it...]
and Arnold Schwarzenegger.
Between my son's awesome comments and my husband shouting out...
every time I passed by,
I think it's safe to say that perhaps I might rethink inviting my family along the next time I go running!
And even though we're roughly the same age, I am probably not going to be mistaking myself for Elle Macpherson again any time soon.
Have you felt beautiful yet this weekend? If you did, did it last? Or did someone burst that bubble for you?