The sun was barely risen and it was still pink on the horizon. Other than our shoes hitting the pavement and birds chirping it was quiet. Peaceful. Perfect.
I was supposed to run 14 miles. However, I've already run 14 miles a few times now and I thought it was time to progress. I decided I'd wait until I hit 14 miles to decide if I felt up to running a couple more. When I reached my jeep at the 14th mile I was not done. I wasn't fatigued, my legs felt good, so I went off alone for a couple more.
By the time my run was complete, De Anza cove was packed with runners, walkers, cyclists and an array of Boot Camp classes. I kind of wanted to pull a Bridesmaids move and just copy what they were doing. But I restrained myself.
I was so grateful to have been able to enjoy some peace and quiet before the whole place was crowded. When I finished, I stretched for a good 20 minutes then headed home to do some foam rolling and functional exercises.
The next day, I wasn't stiff or sore. In fact, I felt rested. I think I made the right choice to run the 16. We went for a 5 mile recovery run on Sunday in Santa Monica since we were in LA for the weekend. It was hot and the air was still. I was so glad we only had a few miles to run because the heat takes it out of me.
Today, I rest. Tomorrow I do a tempo run and the next day, hill repeats. I am feeling stronger and more determined than ever. The San Dieguito half is only 2 weeks away!