So, let’s talk food. I’m starting to get nervous that I don’t know how to properly fuel my body for these runs. My shortest distances are now longer than my long runs used to be (don’t laugh, please), and I’m starting to feel myself hitting walls sooner and sooner into my workouts. Sure, I can put on a brave face:
Yeah. Let’s zoom in on that.
But, despite that truly, immaculately awesome expression, I was dying on the inside.
So I’m looking to you, my bodacious readers – you’ve told me what you like to eat before a run, but especially when you’re preparing for a long one, when and how much do you eat/drink to keep from croaking?
Look how cheerful I was at the beginning of my run, so unaware that the wall was zooming toward me. Another thing about today’s workout: we did Fart Licks. I know that’s not the correct name, but I’m going to call them Fart Licks because that’s how it felt. It was as though the world had opened up its bung and was aiming a steamy one straight at my face. Similar to Allison’s flippin sweet suggestion on Tuesday, Dave and I did six one-minute-long fast runs throughout the entire 4.5-mile workout. We did the last one when we were almost to the end, and when it was over I tried sprinting the rest of the way home. I succeeded, but then spent a good 10 minutes dry-heaving over a trash can. Oooooopsies.
Also! Something amazing! Remember how disgusting and worn out my shoes were? Well, I pulled out my “old” pair of runners that I thought were worn out because they weren’t pristinely white anymore. Turns out that they’ve got just enough tread left on them to get me to Seattle before having to throw down for a new pair! And they’re supercute. Please, to observe.
Anyhoo. The workout: 4.5 miles with six Fart Licks, followed by a short strength-training routine consisting of pushups, lungest, squats, dips, and of course the most incredible ab workout available on the Internet.