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Anyway, my endurance run this past Saturday - 4x4 (aka 16 miles) went better than I anticipated. I got up early, made myself a yummy egg salad sandwich, gathered all my training paraphenalia and was on the trail just as the clock tower was chiming 8 am. It was cloudy, cool, and not crowded. Classic rock seemed to be the best motivator and I had Cliff ROKS, Gatorade and my saving grace, Jolly Ranchers - rewarded myself with one at the end of each 4 mile stretch and sucked on the fourth one that final mile - green apple (and Muse "Victorious") - totally got me through.
Averaged just under 10 minute miles consistently. Am thinking maybe that's why I felt better than I have on previous endurance runs - I push it harder when I'm with Manda.... anyway, I'm fine with 10 minute mile average. Shit, I'm an old lady - that's pretty good! I didn't stop to walk. I didn't stress and fret. I just did my run, 4x4, beginning to end and when I was done, it felt good.
Manda was going to come see me finish, but she got lost and went to Wilmington instead (not my faulty directions this time! ha!) - so, when I finished (expecting to see her but not), I was tempted to say to some grandparents and their adorable kiddos in the parking lot who just happened to be getting out of the car next to mine "Hey - guess what? I DID IT! I just ran 16 miles! High 5!" ...but I didn't. I wonder what they would have done if I had?

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