16 miles: happy.

…that about sums up our 16 miler on Saturday. 

Happy that we were out there running together – Team Sutera all the way
(we didn’t get to run together *all* week due to something called a ‘new job…’)

Happy that our legs were ready: strong, rested, ready.
(thanks to taper time and learning to pull back…which is *very* hard for me, as you all know)

Happy that the miles felt SO good. All 16 of them. Literally ALL of them.
(which never happens in long run land…at least not in my version of it)

Happy that with every mile, my mind grew calmer, quieter, happier. I have never had this quiet a mind during a long run.

Happy that this run proved to me and to Scott that we are more than ready for 26.2. Seriously, if someone told me to keep running for another 10 miles on Saturday, I could’ve knocked out another 10. I felt that good. So did Scott.
(but um, not gonna lie — I was glad we weren’t running another 10, 16 was plenty on Saturday!)

Happy that in 15 days (!) — we’d be running the streets of Chicago. Together. With (as Scott put it), 50,000 of our closest friends cheering us on.
(the roar of the crowd — the mere thought of it — sends chills down my arm every time I think about it)

(Can you see the happy in our eyes here? I can. 😉 )

With every day that passes, every step we take, every mile we cross off our training plan — I’m happier, more proud, more confident, more ready. I stand here continually in awe of how far we’ve come, and where we’re about to go. Feeling especially blessed and full of faith at this very moment. It’s a damn good feeling.

Run happy friends, always.

31 thoughts on “16 miles: happy.

  1. Dude you’ve GOT this!!!!! That marathon doesn’t stand a chance against you and Scott, and I can’t wait to hear all about it. And I’m so jealous…I LOVE me some Chicago.

    And yes…”HAPPY” is written all over that beautiful face of yours.

  2. Best of luck in Chicago. I’m so glad you had a happy run. I’m training for my first 1/2 and it hasn’t been as pleasant. My mind and my heart tell me to keep going because I have a lot more energy but my legs always seem to hold me back. I”m getting a little nervous…

    • Ah man, it sounds like you’ve got a case of the mental head games that plague me from time to time. It can ruin a run huh? I hope you find your mojo soon and wind up having an awesome half marathon experience. Hang in there!

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