Thumbs Up and Way to Go!

Love this Trail

This morning I woke up at 5:15am to meet Moms Run the Town for our Virtual 5k race this morning EXCEPT I was running 12 miles. I had planned on keeping track of my 5k time and then adding on another 9 miles.  We meet in the Final Kick parking lot and headed into First Landing State Park to run the trails.

I got about 100 feet from my car. Guess what I heard? Beep. Beep. Beep. My Garmin quit working again. I’m officially back to having a broken watch. I quickly pulled out my phone to turn on Endomondo. I tucked it back into my Camelbak, and I was off. I ran into the park to the main entrance. As always, I had to use the bathroom. I made a quick bathroom break and check my phone to see if I was close to a 5k yet. Guess what else wasn’t working today? The satellite on my endomondo. Because I was running trails, it couldn’t keep satellite connection.  No satellite connection = No accurate mileage.

Plan A – Garmin. Broken

Plan B – Endomondo. Broken

On to Plan C. Before we left the parking lot, a few of the other runners mentioned that they were running 12 miles today also (Last long run before the Rock n Roll Half!). One of the ladies knows the park really well. She said it was just about 6 miles to the 64th Street Parking Lot.

Plan C – Turn around at parking lot. Fingers crossed I run close to 12 miles.

The first 2 – 3 miles were brutal. My right leg kept cramping up. This seems to be a new trend for me. With or without the leg cramps, I knew I was keeping a good pace. I had only walked once. My running almost felt like running prior to pregnancy. I actually surprised myself with how quickly and easily I arrived at the 64th Street Parking lot. 1 hour 11 minutes. I barely walked. At the time, I thought there was no way I had just run 6 miles. Now sitting on my comfy couch, I think it might have been close to 6 miles. 1 hour 11 minutes is about a 12 minute mile. As good as I felt and as strong as my running felt, I think I might have.

Almost back to my car

After I turned around, I continued to feel great. I was taking very short walk breaks. My legs felt good. My body wasn’t tired. Even though everything was going better than it has on any prior run, I started to doubt my actual distance. I don’t like not knowing. I like numbers. I wanted to know how far I had run.

I kept on running right back to the main entrance. I used the bathroom again. I asked a couple I had seen running the trail if they knew the mileage to the 64th Street parking lot. They told me 4 miles. From running this path before, I felt pretty confident that it was 2 miles from my car to the main entrance. If it was 4 miles from the main entrance to the parking lot that adds up to 6. Double that (there and back) and I’ve run 12 miles.

Did I believe the numbers? Nope! On to Plan D.

Plan D – Run a timed run.  Even though endomondo wasn’t working for distance, it was keeping track of my time. At this point. I was at 2:05. Worst case scenario, I knew it would take me 2:45 minutes to run 12 miles. I would run 2 hours and 45 minutes.

(Before I continue to bore you more with non stop number workings of my brain, let me tell you – Today was not a worst case scenario for running. It was, hands down, my best run of any distance since getting pregnant.)

Since I felt confident that it was about 2 miles back to my car at this point, I decided to run another half-mile to mile back into the park. I then turned around again and headed back to my car. I got back to my car at 2:45:32. How’s that for timing?

So long story not so short, I think I ran 12 miles today. I’ve googled the trail. According to the Sierra Club, my path was a 12 mile loop.  If that’s the case, I actually ran closer to 13 miles today.  Did I mention I really don’t like not knowing my numbers.

Post Run Health Nut Smoothie. Yum!

Minus my uncertainty (and insecurity) about not knowing distance, I had an amazing run today. What made it even better is that I think I finally looked pregnant while out running. I got so many thumbs up and Way to Gos from everyone who ran by me. It was so encouraging. At one point, I stopped to eat a GU and a guy run up to check on me to make sure the baby and I were okay.

I absolutely love running while pregnant. I know it makes me enjoy my pregnancy more. I know it makes me appreciate my ability to run.  I am so thankful that I am still able to put on my running shoes and tackle a long run on my weekends.

Muddy Shoes! Muddy Ankles! I love running trails!

2 more weeks until the Rock n Roll Half-Marathon!

Post run, I meet my family at the beach! I could really get used to these types of weekends.

Cole and his best buddy


Published by Kristy

Finally made it into my 30s. Life is simple, rewarding, and full of lessons to be learned and goals to achieve.

4 thoughts on “Thumbs Up and Way to Go!

    1. I really really love it! I feel so lucky to be enjoying it so much. It’s a strange balance of not really feeling pregnant (if I don’t pay attention to my slow pace) and bonding with the baby. When your pregnant days arrive, I hope you enjoy it just as much!

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