Cheatham Hill - oh, how I've missed you. It was so good to be reunited. Everything was pretty much the same as it was ten years ago (ahhhh, i can't believe it has been ten years!!). I used the same trail that we ran during practice- the six mile loop. Then I did the "small loop" for another three miles. Then out and back to the main road (our usual warm up run during cross country) and there was my ten miles!
I could barely find a place to park because so many people were out enjoying the awesome weather. When I started my run around 10:45 or so it was about 58 degrees. Amazing January weather! After finding some parking I crossed this little road below and headed out into the woods :)
Ahhhhhh. The woods. It is so quiet there. Even with all of the people out and about, I just felt like my mind was being refreshed and rejuvenated. It's one of my favorite things. I had to remind myself to keep it slow. I always have a tendency to want to run fast when I first get out there. It's just the excitement I'm sure. I told myself to calm down and relax - this was a marathon, not a sprint. Keep it slow and steady.
The trail was wonderful, but I quickly realized that it was definitely time for new shoes. I could feel it on this trail with all the little rocks here and there and pine cones. I just kept pushing along.
As I ran I was reminded of old high school times on these trails. I remembered running this very same 6 mile loop and feeling like it was so hard and so far. Now I was doing it as just a part of my long run. Funny. I spent three years on the cross country team and I have so many great memories. It's funny how I remembered some parts of this trail so well. I'd think to myself, "a hill is coming up here" or "I think there is a bridge around the corner." I had a good time just getting lost in my thoughts and it helped to pass the time.
It was funny at one point I thought, "I'm kinda bored." I laughed and thought that if I was bored now, I better get ready for those 26 miles. Although I think it will be different with all the runner, spectators and bands!
The miles quickly dwindled away and I was keeping a good 9:30-9:45 pace throughout. Trails often have short, but steep hills. Somehow I always forget about these until they appear out of no where. The hills made a difference in my pace sometimes, but it seemed to even out in the end.
After mile 6 it was time to do my 3 mile loop, part of which was on the course that I had already run. More and more people were showing up and so I had a little bit of maneuvering to do. And somehow I'd forgotten about the horses on the trail- yes, there are horses occasionally. We wouldn't run into them during cross country very often because we ran during the week, but on a weekend you'll be sure to find at least one. At one point I was just running along and saw this guy on a horse in front of me. The trail is not very wide, so I was wondering how I was going to get around the horse and not spook him. Can we talk about how big horses are? It is kinda frightening when you are standing next to them. I tried to shuffle my feet and make some noise, so that they knew I was coming. The horse looked back and so did the rider. When it was time to pass I just ran as far wide as I could around them and I ran as fast I could. I was totally scared that the horse was going to go crazy and buck or something. Maybe an unfounded fear, but it was a little freaky! The other thing about the horses that I had somehow forgotten was the POOP. Nasty. It wasn't everywhere, but there was enough to make you bob and weave at times. ha! It kept me paying attention!
Before I knew it I was about done with my 3 mile loop when I saw the hill. Oh the hill - how could I have forgotten you? This is where we frequently did hill work outs. Up and down and up and down. It was brutal. And there was this same hill staring at me at mile 9. Clearly, I had not thought this through. I powered up the thing as hard as I could, but towards the end I was breathing so hard and my legs were screaming at me. Once I was at the top I got that awful sick to your stomach feeling - that feeling when you really push yourself hard. I was so glad to get to the top and grasp for air. My stomach quickly recovered once I was on flat surface and off I went to get that last mile in.
The last mile was on the road you have to drive down to get the trails. Out and back is a mile. Here you can see the road I ran down and also if you look hard you can see the trail in the background near the people. This part of the trail is very open with no real shade which can be ridiculous in the summer, but proved quite nice today. Most of trail however is more wooded with lots of trees.
I pumped up my music and powered through that last mile - finishing it in 8:50 and proving to myself that I had more left to give (even if my knees were starting to get achy). I was ready to be done and before I knew it I was!
A time that Hal would be proud of once again.
Thumbs up because I'm done and finished smiling! |
10 miles - DONE! (i know, i'm a dork!) |
Next week's long run is a scale back week, so I only have to run 7! Hooray! I am sure my knees will be thanking me :)