Today's run was supposed to be 4 miles negative split. I posted on Facebook my opinion on running in cold weather and one of my running friends encouraged me to join her and another friend for an 8-mile run. I decided that I preferred company to negative splits, so I drove over to our meeting point: a covered bridge just off of the bike trail. This was the same trail that I had used for my first "long" run of the training but a different section, a part that I have only seen one other time when I actually was riding a bike.
The pace was slower than I run on my own but it was a good test of how well I could keep a conversation going. I ran 5.7 miles from what I can map. After Tuesday's trail run, I am no longer scared of 5 miles or a couple more. To be honest, I'm not scared of the half marathon at all anymore. If I can do 8 miles of up and down, I can handle 13 miles of real roads and mostly flat.
My worry right now is the growing ache on the inside of my left foot. It definitely sent me a few pangs during the run. I am debating if I should try running in my old (although worn out) shoes for a few days.
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