Before I share some thoughts on this weekend's long run (The Big Daddy - 18 km, whoop!), can I just say that I absolutely love summertime weekends in this beautiful country of ours? Temperatures are rising and everything is green and fresh - we literally spend as much time as possible over the weekends just lounging and playing around in shady spots in the garden. I love it!
But before I did some (much needed!) lounging around this past weekend, I had some business to take care of: My last long run before the Fish River Half-Marathon in Namibia on the 27th. I had an 18 km run on the schedule, and have learnt by now that those need to be tackled with a positive mindset and a whole lot of respect, ha! Here are a few thoughts on my 11 miler:
1. The mind is such a powerful thing! It has the fascinating ability to push the body to do way more than it ever wants to do. I'm so thankful that running has taught me that.
|18 km done!|
2. The wind was at my back for the mentally toughest part of the route - 't was gooooooood.
3. I fuelled with honey. It was very sweet (actually a bit too sweet for my liking), but did the job nicely: All natural, and no sticky mess. I ran with one sachet and took a few slurps at 10 km and 15 km, which I think I'll do during the race as well.
4. This. And summer has barely begun.
Us runners certainly are an attractive lot.
5. Poor Miss K has a nasty cold, and Grandpa has been struggling to get rid of the flu. Praying that they'll both feel better soon and that they'll be healthy in time for our trip to Namibia next week...!