I would have never dreamed that sentence could have ever come out of my own mouth, but alas, I got a little lost on our group run yesterday and put in an extra couple miles. I went out for 12 and yes, there were many people in our group, but most turned back at the turnaround for 10 miles. I knew I only had one more mile to go, but I never saw the sign to turn.
Whoops. In our group runs, there are typically 5 of us in our pace that stick together. In 9 months, I've never brought my own map (even though coach prints them out for us all) since I just follow the girls I'm running with. Yesterday, there were only 3 of us and one was feeling sluggish and the other was really speedy. Cue me right in the middle. As the time went on, there was increasing space between us until we couldn't see each other and then I tacked on extra miles.
Oh well, the good news is that I turned around myself after I no longer recognized the road I was on and headed back to the last water station. I made it there just as coach was packing it up, as everyone else had gone though. Another whoops. I apologized for my rookie mistake and her worrying and kept on trucking.
By the time I got back to the store, I felt great! Even though almost all of my run was solo, I felt amazing. Mentally, I was having a blast and physically, I was in the zone. No pain, felt strong, and just rocked it. I forgot my garmin at home, so I had no real idea how long I had run until I got home and mapmyrun'd it. Yeah, that's totally a word.
When I finally finished, coach just smirked at me and said, "You're the one that wants to run another marathon. Go for it!"
So, yeah, that's the new plan! I'm not 100% sold on which one yet, but something in May or June. I really ought to find that out soon.
Have an awesome week everyone, I'll be back on Sunday!