Let me begin by telling you about my 19 mile run.
Everything was going better than expected. I was able to maintain a pace that was perfect for me (10:30) and every few miles, I would evaluate how my body felt, then how I felt mentally. At mile 5, just a quarter of the way through, I felt amazing. At mile 7, about a third of the way through, I continued to feel strong. I was honestly surprised how great I felt and the miles were flying by!
I took my first pitstop at about 8.5 miles, just long enough to take a snapshot of my sister's old house.
This was necessary since I spent several great nights there a couple of years back. It was funny seeing it from the other side of the river.
Anyway, I quickly started back up so I would not lose my momentum. However, just a mile later, I hit a bit of a road block.
That road block was tripping over an unseen tree root and I hit the ground pretty hard. Not only did I bust up my knee, but my hand got cut up as well when I tried to catch myself. Luckily, Peter was able to meet up with me about 2 miles down the trail. I ran at about a 9 minute pace to get to him due to my adrenaline rush. He was able to patch me up, while I took the opportunity to I eat some of my Nature Valley bars and M&Ms.
With less than 8 miles to go, I decided to continue on, but found that I lost a great deal of energy from the event that just occurred. My knee did not really hurt, it was just uncomfortable. The bandages did not like to stick either. My pace went up to about 11-11:30 and by mile 18, I was looking forward to seeing the finish. It felt like it didn't come soon enough.
I finished in 3:18:17.
Immediately upon arriving home, I stretched with much difficulty. Everything was already sore just 10 minutes after I finished. Regardless, I was happy I finished the run I planned. Though, I think if I skipped the fall, it would have went a lot better.
After stretching, I went into the kitchen, where my lovely boyfriend had Chick-Fil-A for us. Nothing beats waffle fries after a long run. Or this...
Yes. When I opened my chicken sandwich box, there was an engagement ring.
It is from the Le Vian Chocolate collection. Who said you could not have your snack before eating your Chick-Fil-A?
I smiled, cried, and most importantly accepted his proposal, which makes me the happiest FIANCE in the world!!! We had a mini celebration that evening, eating at Cafe Rio and having friends over. That is where I had the chance to propose to my bridesmaids. I have actually had them chosen for months now. Nothing wrong with planning ahead!
Oh and they all said yes :o)
We are planning for a wedding in October 2014 and believe me, everything is already in the works, so prepare yourself for talks of weddings intertwined with running.
But that was my super obnoxiously long post! Thanks for sticking with me through the whole thing, even if you just skipped to the bottom to read this sentence.
Oh yeah...and I got 8 inches of my hair chopped.
Have a great Sunday!!
Have you ever hurt yourself on a run? Did you keep going?
How did your man "pop the question"?