I ran 18 miles yesterday.
I've never run that far before.
I did something new! And it feels great!
It was a little rough, especially the last 3 miles when all the muscles in my legs decided to start hurting at the same time, but I did it. And I really wanted to give up and walk the last mile, but I didn't stop.
And the view! Sometimes I forget how beautiful Chicago can be. That is something that even my not so good long runs give me, a chance to see views of my city that I don't always get to see, as I'm rarely by the lakefront unless I'm running.
Today is a rest day, and boy do I need it! I've been making a point to walk and stretch and foam roll today, because my legs, especially my calves, are tight and sore from yesterday's 18 miles (did I mention that I ran 18 miles?).
I'm still scared of the marathon, but I'm feeling a little bit better with each long run that I complete.