But I really had no interest in training without Andrew. We fully embrace have different interests, however, I work so much and we are apart enough with my work, that I didn't want to get home from work and then be off for my distance training alone. I still don't know if Andrew was just being supportive or if he had an inkling to do it as well; but we did it together. It was such a good feeling to set a goal and work towards it together. I actually thought about that correlation a lot while I was running-- that same pattern is a lot like marriage.
There was a stretch in the race that was hard, no doubt. But I thought overall, the race was the easy part. I will attribute the mental toughness from bball for that. The long Saturday runs or late night runs after work were the mundane and exhausting part I thought.
The most we had ever ran before last weekend was 11 miles. The last few were tricky for sure. I had never run in a race before so I did a poor job pacing myself. I don't know what 'my pace' is so I ran too fast for my own strength in the start and was practically walking (but not quite) in the end. Plus, I didn't take all the people passing me so well at the start either and was trying to keep up.
I barely missed breaking the 2 hour mark. I was right at 2 hours 1 minute, pacing a 9.15 minute mile.
Before the race.