Finally! I was finally able to make it over my 16 mile up and hit 18 miles.
I must say, it has all been a mental thing lately. My legs are fine, breathing is fine, just mentally I am toast. I decided to make myself toughen up and went to the gym to run. I had stayed up too late the night before to wake up super early, plus I thought a good mental beating on the treadmill would do me some good. A mental beating it was.
Have you ever run 18 miles on the treadmill? It is always funny because I see so many people come and go during my treadmill trek.
I survived. I wanted to stop at mile 13 and I told myself to man up and stop being a baby. I had reasoned with myself to go to 15. Then I decided that I needed to make it to 16. I told myself I could stop at 16. Then, I decided to stop being a pansy and run the full 18. Glad I did.
And boy, did I smell like a million bucks when I was finished...