14 miles, ho hum.

In the words of Dr. Phil, last Saturday was b-r-u-t-a-l, brutal. It was a personal record for longest run ever, 14 miles, and it was no cake walk for this dude. The course was nice as it took us around Lake Nokomis, through, Minnehaha Parkway, around Lake Harriet and back to Nokomis.

I went through it all on this run. I ran out of breath while I normally do not, my hips hurt at one point, my ankles hurt at another point, my feet hurt at some point...I think you get the point. I know I didn't drink enough water on the run which is just plain stupid, but I am going to blame the local running stores and fuel belt manufacturers for that nugget. I will get to that in a second. So Kelly and I finished the run 5 minutes faster (or more) ahead of the group. Kelly felt great which is really good and I felt like there was no way in hell I could do 12.2 more miles. Oh well, push on, fat boy!!

This week we incorporated some speed training on the track and it really feels good to get your body moving in a different way than the normal trudging pace that you get so used to. If nothing else, it made me feel like I can run again and gave me some new confidence for this weekends long training run, which is 10 miles.

So back to the fuel/water belt issue. I have been into a running store 4 times now in search of one that will fit my frame. No dice. They have a million smalls, a half million mediums, a couple hundred larges and no XL's. To my chagrin, they do not even MAKE an XL in the style I like, they only make a "one-size," which they have been out of every time I have been there. That makes a guy feel good. Seriously, I want to start a business that focuses on the "husky" runner. The smallest size I would carry is an XL. It is time to discriminate against the small people!