My gourmet 20-miler

For real?!!  Yesterday was my 7th 20 mile run and it was by far the most hype.

It included:

• 2 heated bathroom breaks with no line on clean commodes with toilet paper
• a shot of wheatgrass and fresh juice at mile-14
• an offer of fresh peppers dipped in humus
• a suggestion to stop at 7-11 for orange juice and peanuts.

I’m surprised we didn’t get mani’s and pedi’s or maybe some waxing along the way.  Why not?  YOLO.

I think I could actually get fat from this kind of long running. Yesterday I was royalty on a run.  My sister, brother-in-law, and I bagged our second 20-miler for the ING Miami Marathon.  I am a spoiled brat and never want another primitive minimalist run.  

Here’s where we got the wheatgrass and fresh juice.

Ellwood Thompson Organic Market in Richmond, Va

My feet were killing me, I had no mental acuity and almost fell into a gentleman at the checkout while I was waiting for my fabulous fuel.  Instead of thinking me cool and fit and fun like I falsely believe of myself at times, he gave me a dirty look.  He insinuated with his eyes that I was rude with  no self-control.  Clearly, we had not met.

This is the juice concoction:

HAVOC, baby.  It was delicious and energizing.  Check out those ingredients.  I was havoc on the pavement afterwards.  At least in my mind.

My sister and I think we need to hire our own juicer to accompany us to Miami.  THAT would be nice.

Today I taught a Hatha Yoga class where we did Heron’s Pose:

Source: http://www.sarawhitney.net

And now, I taper.  Heaven.

Next up:  Interview with an Ironman – SHUT UP AND RUN!