This morning’s 12-mile run started out like usual: Mal and I woke up bright and early, I took the pug for a walk, and he made us peanut butter and banana sandwiches.
And iced coffees with soy milk.
Our team run was canceled due to the holiday, so Mal and I planned our own 12-mile route around town.
The run started like any other Saturday long run. Mal and I ran together for the first two miles and then he took off at his super fast pace.
I trucked along by myself at a pretty good pace:
- Mile 1: 8:24
- Mile 2: 8:34
- Mile 3: 8:58
- Mile 4: 9:12
- Mile 5: 9:22 <— Gu #1
- Mile 6: 9:21
- Mile 7: 8:56
- Mile 8: 9:06
- Mile 9: 9:16
- Mile 10: 9:27 <– Gu #2
But, then I hit Mile 10.5 and things went down hill from there. 😕
The IT band on the left side of my leg started to feel really tight and even hurt a little bit. It didn’t seem like anything major, so I just stopped and stretched.
When I started to run again, I realized that I had made my IT band very angry. I tried to run the last 1.5 miles, but my IT band/knee wasn’t having it. Basically, it felt like an injury was waiting to happen– like if I pushed it, something bad would happen. So, I walked the rest of the way home and immediately put ice on it as soon as I walked in the door.
Eventually, my sweaty clothing started to make me cold, so I moved myself to the heat vent while I finished icing.
My IT band/knee feels better now that I’ve iced it, but I’m definitely giving it a break for the next couple of days.
Now, I am starving! Time to refuel with leftovers from On the Border!