Sweaty Sunday - 16 miles

Again, today was the longest I’ve ever run. It seemed even longer than 16 miles because the route directions had an error and I took a hilly, 2-mile detour. (I took a couple of miles off the end to make up for the mistake.)

I’ll admit, I wanted to quit during the final mile and a half of the run and even walked a few times. But I completed the distance, ate some ice cream, and then jumped up and down.


On race day, I will need to carry all of my energy gel on my person, so I’m experimenting with methods of attaching it to my body. Today, I pinned the top edge of the gel inside of my skirt’s waistband and folded the packet over to the outside. This wasn’t ideal because the packets were flapping around for over two hours and threatened to pull my skirt down. Next time, I’ll pin the packets further inside (so that the packet is folded in half, not at the tear line) and wear a skirt with a drawstring.


I wish I could find a way to carry ice cream on the race. It really is my miracle recovery food.


Photos by Beefy Muchacho