And beyond...

I decided it was time to change my blog title... since I'm no longer on a mission to a 1/2 marathon. I'm actually on a mission to THREE next year, but anyway...

Tuesday night, clinic was 5K. It had snowed most of the afternoon and turned to rain right before the run, so the roads were covered in slush. It felt like trudging through quick sand. My calves and ankles were extremely tired and sore and I really had to will myself to keep on running. At the end of the run, everyone agreed that it felt more like 10K. THIS is the reason that signing up for the clinic is so valuable to me. If I was on my own, I would have turned back. No way would I have pushed through 35 minutes (yeah, 35 minutes, slowest 5K ever!) of that.

Thankfully, the conditions last night were much better. It was colder, but not raining and the roads were pretty clear. We braved some icy spots when we had to stay on the sidewalk, but it was smooth sailing when we were able to stick to the roads. Our instructor was sick so I volunteered to group lead, which basically entails keeping the group motivated, making sure that everyone knows the route and that noone is left behind. It wasn't too difficult since only 4 of us showed up. It was supposed to be a 7K run but turned out to be closer to 8. Gmaps always seems to under-estimate! 8K is pretty long for a weeknight; I was exhausted by the time we finished. And we still had to go to the gym! Sometimes I wonder what I'm thinking...