
Oh. Em. Gee. I ran 15.5 miles on Sunday and let me tell you, it was not fun. It was the first time different parts of my body screamed and ached and begged for me to stop. Especially my damn big toes. Stupid calluses! It used to be only on my left toe, but it's now on my right as well. My neck was even hurting, and the pain in my left calf returned, and went all the way up to my hamstring.
I haven't been this sore in a long time, but I guess that's what happens the further you run. My goal was actually to run 16 miles, but I really had to stop after 15.5. I was close, but the 1/2 mile to get to 16 might as well have been an entire marathon. It was my hardest run ever and I've never pushed myself this hard. I ran it in 2 hours 20 minutes and burned over 1300 calories. When I take a step back and really think about how long I was running for, it's a little shocking, but then imagining adding 2-3 more hours to that makes my palms sweat just thinking about it. Thinking about how dead tired I was afterward, and then realizing that's just a teeny bit over half the marathon scares me. My goal is to finish the entire marathon in under 5 hours. I'm not one of those people who say, "I'll just walk it here and there." I want to jog the entire thing! We'll see what ends up happening...

I wore my new shoes - Mizuno running shoes I got from Run With Us in Pasadena last week and they're a lot better than my Nikes, but my feet still hurt. I guess I wasn't expecting a miracle, but I was definitely expecting my feet to hurt less. Contemplating returning it, but after the 10th mile, I figure my feet will hurt anyway, right?
Each week, I dread my runs more and more b/c I know how hard it's going to be mentally and physically. But then I think about the charity that I'm doing this for and how there are millions of people who can't walk or run or even exercise for that matter, and it keeps me going and shuts me up.