Where a Long Run Once Was

Although getting up at the ass crack of dawn was never ever fun, most of marathon training was a lot of fun. (If I didn’t enjoy it, I wouldn’t do it.)

I loved seeing new parts of my city, exploring other cities, meeting new friends and getting closer with old ones. I loved pushing my body, I loved the euphoric feeling of accomplishment I had when I got home from a double-digit run, and I loved doing something really physically challenging while most people were still in bed.

So when I woke up this morning after a long, fun night with friends that included more champagne than my liver would like to acknowledge, I felt a little empty.

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WHAT WOULD I DO WITH ALL THIS TIME?

I contemplated writing the next Great American Novel.

I contemplated reading a Great American Novel.

I contemplated finding an all-you-can-eat-and-drink brunch and eating and drinking it all.

What did I end up doing?

Cleaning. And then running. I’m so predictable.

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It was an absolutely gorgeous day to run.

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I ran for a little more than 4 miles today, and it still felt pretty difficult on my still-tired legs. How did I run 22 more miles than that less than a week ago?

Dear marathoners: what do you do with all this free time after a marathon???

7 comments on “Where a Long Run Once Was

  1. Mads

    I haven’t been out for a run at all yet and i’m missing it! We went out on Friday night as our husbands had arranged a surprise get together in the pub for us (we flew out from the UK to run last weekend – our first marathon) which was great. And all the better for not having to get up early and run the next morning 🙂 Although I’m definitely getting withdrawal symptoms now….

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  2. Evi

    It’s crazy that we have all of this time!!! Mostly I feel it during the week- when not running/working out in the afternoons- I would have so much more time. But it does feel better to keep running and being in the routine.

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