Ran 6 Miles for the First Time Ever

On Friday morning my stepfather passed away somewhat unexpectedly. He was in the hospital because he had surgery the previous Friday, but everything had gone well and he was supposed to be coming home this weekend.

I dedicated my long run this morning to him. He had his leg amputated below the knee a couple of years ago (this surgery was actually to do some repair work on that leg) but maybe today he was able to run along with me in heaven.

Today capped off week five of my half marathon training. I completed my first ever 6 mile run on a trail near my mom and stepfather’s home.

Trail in Inverness FL

I don’t really run trails like this down in Fort Lauderdale. I do love the trail that goes through my local park but there are always people around and things to see.

I headed out the door around 7am and saw a couple of bikers but I didn’t really see anyone else until I was almost done. It was a very solitary 6 miler – which was somewhat nice – but I wouldn’t want to do it all the time.

I now know I much prefer running through my park or down to the beach.

Since this was my first time running 6 miles I decided to keep my pace slow to make sure I could finish strong. I ran negative splits for the first 3 miles, but then I got a little bit slower on each of the final 3 miles. Overall my pace was consistant though so I am proud of that.

Right before mile 5 I started feeling soreness in my right hamstring up through my right butt cheek. I knew I had two small hills coming up that I would need to power through to get back home and I was worried that I would end up walking a lot in the final mile because of the soreness.

Luckily, my mind was strong today and I was able to power though to the end. I stretched really good after I got back home and my legs are feeling mostly fine now.

Running quote

The right hammy is still a little sore but it’s nothing a little rest the remainder of the day can’t fix.

I’ll probably tackle the trail again a couple more times before I head home. Maybe, just maybe, I’ll leave having learned to love it.

Rest in peace, L.T., you will be missed.

 

10 Comments

  1. Rachel Miller
    April 28, 2013 / 4:14 pm

    Congratulations! That is amazing and so inspiring! I am so sorry for your loss, but I am so proud of you for using it to power you through those tough miles. You rock!

  2. Ali Kearney
    April 28, 2013 / 6:29 pm

    I’m sorry to hear about your stepfather. It was nice of you to dedicate your run to him, and it looks like the motivation really helped!

    • April 28, 2013 / 11:24 pm

      Thanks, Ali. I really appreciate the kind words. I’m finding that running is one of the best ways to empty my mind when it gets too heavy. I’m grateful that I discovered the joys of running last year.

  3. April 28, 2013 / 11:21 pm

    Thank you, Rachel. I really appreciate the positive thoughts! Running reminds us when we’re feeling weak that our minds, bodies and hearts can handle so much more than previously imagined.

  4. May 1, 2013 / 6:54 pm

    I’m so sorry to hear about your stepfather. That’s got to be such a shock. So sweet of you to dedicate your run to him. And your longest ever! Congrats πŸ™‚

    • May 2, 2013 / 3:57 pm

      Thank you very much. During this time I only wish I could share my miles with my mom because I think running would do her some good. It has to be the best way to either clear your mind or figure out your thoughts. I don’t know what I would do without running.