10 miles…
I ran 10 miles for the first time on Saturday. I’ve been running pretty steadily for about 4 years now, but only for 2 or 3 miles at a shot. I don’t know why I decided to up my mileage, maybe because I’m getting older and I just wanted to see if I could do it. I finished in an hour and forty-nine minutes (not bad for an old dude). Usually when I go for a long run, say 6 miles or so, I’ll get to the last mile feeling like the hard work is done and I’m coasting downhill from there. Not on a 10 mile run. I was leaking oil pretty badly by mile 9 and it was really tough to finish. Some observations:
1. Hills are killer: My route took me over a couple of long climbs. The first couple were minor inconveniences. The next few were painful, but doable. The last two felt like an assault on Everest in 4g gravity. By that point my legs were shot and I had to concentrate to avoid stumbling. Tip - shorten your strides on the uphill and don’t over extend on the downhill.
2. My feet hurt: The pounding on your feet really starts to get painful in the latter stages. I tried to keep a nice light stride to save my knees, but after the 7 mile mark my legs were too tired to cushion the impact of my feet hitting the pavement. By the end of the run my dogs were seriously barking. Might need to get some new shoes if I’m going to keep this up.
3. Thank God for iPod: I don’t think I would have made it if I had to run the whole time in silence. Playlist highlights - “That’s Not My Name” by the Ting Tings and “If I Ain’t Got You” by the Len Price 3. As a matter of fact, the Len Price 3 got me through the entire last quarter of the run.
4. There’s a lot of dead stuff on the road: Mostly rabbits, but I did see a squirrel. And I almost stepped on a robin before he flew away. Stupid robin. The problem with seeing dead animals when running is that you can’t not look at them. In a car you zoom by in a second or two, but on a run you wind up staring at rabbit corpses for a good long minute or more. Gross.
5. I’m not a water carrier: I figured I’d need to carry some water for a long run like this one, but the sloshing sound was so distracting that I finished it off by mile 3 and tossed the bottle. Plus, the weight of the water was throwing me off.
I don’t know if I’m going to go any higher. Ten miles is pretty far, but it’s only another 3.5 miles to a half-marathon. If I can get the foot pain issue sorted out, I might give it a shot.