I ran the Chevron Houston Marathon Jan 30th, 2011. It was really though and the greatest experience of my life (more on this on another post). It took me about 6 months to train for it and my favorite part of it was the last 3 months before the marathon. I was running 35/40+ miles a week and not every run was great, in fact 80% on my runs during the week sucked! It was humid, hot, cold, had stomach issues, slept a little, something was hurting, etc… BUT I always knew after the run I would get what they call “Runners high”. I don’t know if it can be described, but I’ll try.
During the week when I would run either 6 or 7 miles that day I felt amazing after. My running partner and I would wake up @ 4am, sometimes 3:30 just to get started at 4. In Houston you have to get your mileage done in the morning because it’s hell in the afternoon! The majority of the time I was grumpy in the mornings, obviously tired and just not in the mood to run, but I just had to get it done. So I would suck it up and after a couple miles I was awake and warmed up, ready to go. On Saturdays when I would run with my group it was a little better, because it’s slower mileage and I would run with people my pace (my running partner is fast than me and was nice enough to bring it down to my level). I fell in love with running 15+ miles, I felt like a bad ass because not too many people were capable of doing it. Those 2+ hours felt the best ever, being with my friends, talking and just running. I loved challenging myself every week and adding a mile into my long runs. It wasn’t easy, but my little heart away and when I finally stopped because we reached the end, I was the happiest, more alive, cheerful, loving, care free person I could ever be. I felt pure and as if all the toxins and yucky stuff from your inside was left on the road. I felt Light and free. It would last all day, sometimes even all weekend and I couldn’t wait to feel it again Monday morning. I was High, on could 9. Probably the 2nd best feeling to being in love (I’m not exaggerating, ask any runner who runs marathons). I wish everyone could experience it and that’s why I try to get my friends into running. I fell in love with the feeling of having a runners high.
Right before the marathon, I couldn’t wait to stop running and take a break. By break I meant not doing anything for 2 weeks, not only for recovery, but I wanted to sleep in and be normal again. Those 2 weeks past and I couldn’t wait to get moving! I hadn’t fully recovered, but I was still able to get in 3-4 miles a couple times a week. This past Saturday I went to Memorial Park and ran 5 miles with my running partner and my BF at a slow pace. I finally accepted that I couldn’t run as fast or as long right away and I was ok with that, as long as I would RUN. It was such a beautiful day, the weather was PERFECT and so was everything about the run. Nothing hurt, I felt myself again and then it happened, Mile 4 I got high. I wanted to keep going, but I knew I couldn’t because I was still on recovery mode and just had to wait until Monday when I would run again with my running partner in the morning.
Monday came and I can’t tell you how amazing the 4 miles were. Since I hadn’t been waking early for about 2 weeks, I was so tired and grumpy. I woke up @ 4:30, my running partner@ 4:45 and ran a fast 4 mile Tempo run. It felt so easy and perfect, I wanted to keep running and cry tears of joy because I was able to run normal again! When we finished we were so chatty and just happy, back to normal. J
The high makes me become a different person, a better person, the best I can be. I know I’m all cheese ball about it, but I love it! J I can’t wait until I feel it again, I’ve been grumpy pants lately and really need to get my fix. So did I describe it? Probably not, but that’s how my runner’s high it.