Tough 10.0 Miler in the Heat – MT WK 2 D6

This morning was a bit busy and we had to figure out the schedule for the day. Bennie needed his long walk, so we got going on that and while we were walking Bennie figure out how things would take place. After texting, talking on the phone and stuff – things got sorted out.

Mary would do her workout on the elliptical, SD2 would do a run at her house and I would run from the house towards Waterville. She would leave the house after about an hour and a half to let me get my long run in and then we would go to SD2’s to install her air conditioner.

Okay we had all that figured out, all I needed to do after that was run 10 miles. Only one problem, the temps were already in the 80’s and bright sunshine with a slight headwind. Unfortunately, the route I was going to have to take didn’t have a whole lot of shade once I got off Tiffany, so there was a real good chance of me baking pretty badly.

The first 5.0 miles were pretty uneventful, a quick pit stop at 3.0 miles, then a bit quicker as usual going down Goodhue. Lots of traffic on the Middle Road, which meant a lot of time on the dirt shoulders. That always slows me down.

About 5.5 miles into the run I took my first walk break. The heat was starting to get to me pretty good, so I slowed down took a drink (I brought water – almost getting smart in my dotage), walked until I felt better and kept going.

At this point, I knew it was going to be “one of those runs”, where you run a ways, walk a ways, but keep putting one foot in front of the other. Once I got on the Town Farm Road, I really started to bake, no shade, no breeze, just hot and sunshine. It sucked, this was probably the hardest part of the entire run, there were still 4.0 miles left to go and I was struggling. If Mary had gotten to me at this point, I would have gladly bagged the run and not worried a bit about it.

However, she didn’t catch up to me there, so I kept plugging along.

Unfortunately, somewhere along that stretch my left Achilles began to complain a bit. Nothing serious, but enough that I noticed it and it really didn’t a whole lot better the rest of the run. Still getting used to lower drop I guess…but it is something that I gotta watch and probably can’t run multiple days in a row using only the Ultra Fly’s, until I get it stronger.

Once I got on the dirt cross-over road I met another runner out with a dog, we waved, but didn’t stop to talk or anything. I did my share of walking on that road, but I kept going. Once I got to Eight Rod Road, I did walk it some, really hoping that Mary would come along and put me out of my misery and get me in an air conditioned vehicle. I was a puddle, but at about 8.5 mile, the left Achilles loosened up a bit and I decided to make the best of me being stoopid and finish this damn run.

After I made that decision things improved and I was able run to 10.0 miles, when I got that last tenth of mile done, I didn’t take too many extra steps after that and found a nice shady tree and sat under it waiting for Mary to come along to give me a ride. She showed up about 5 minutes after I sat down – just about perfect timing.

On a normal run in weather that wasn’t so freaking hot, I would have made another couple of miles I think, but today, I was perfectly happy and satisfied with surviving 10 miles.

They were not easy miles after mile 5.0, but this kind of run does more for a runner, at least for me than put more miles into the weekly mileage log. This kind of a run also helps condition/harden my resolve to finish what I start in spite of how difficult it can be at times.

It was a run that I finished.

Sometimes that is enough.