Monday, April 20th: 3 miles in 27 minutes. Morning runs = ugh. Late nights of watching basketball don't appear to be conducive to early morning runs.
Tuesday, April 21st: Rest. Except for the energy I expelled watching the Jazz playoff game.
Wednesday, April 22nd: 11 miles in 1 hour, 59 minutes. My friend and pro bono running coach Tom suggested I get in a 10 or 11 mile run before the Hurricane Half Marathon coming up next week, which I think helped prepare me as much psychologically as physically.
I got a later start on the run than I hoped, and left at about 8:15pm. Thankfully I took a flashlight because I did most of the run in the dark. I was nervous about the run for two days beforehand because my body was still really sore from Washington DC and I didn't want to injure myself. Thankfully things went better than I expected.
I walked for a minute every few miles and stretched out my legs which helped the knees. The only bad thing about the run was a half dozen chunky burps. I was shocked at how well I felt after running for two hours straight. Granted, I was sore and tired, but this was a small price to pay for the accomplishment I felt after going 11 miles.
Thursday, April 23rd: Rest. Watched the Jazz win their first (and possibly only) playoff game against the Lakers.
Friday, April 24th: 4 miles in 38 minutes. It was really hot outside when I ran and I got lightheaded a few times. Muscles were still tight from Wednesday's run.
Saturday, April 25th: 2 miles in 21 minutes on the treadmill. I planned to just ride the exercise bike today, but decided to run 2 miles instead to put my week's total at 20 miles. I feel like I'm in pretty good shape for the Hurricane Half next week, and am feeling a bit more confident that I won't die on the course.