Two weeks ago, I ran my longest distance, 7 miles. Last Saturday, I was supposed to run 8 miles, but I cut my run short at 4 miles because of blisters. I’ve been dealing with some lingering blisters since the 7 mile run.
I’m at a point where I feel like the most important thing is distance. I’m not worried about speed or time, I will finish no matter how long it takes. But I need that time/distance on my feet to get my body used to the longer distance. To build up the callouses on my feet. I just wish the blisters I’ve been dealing with would heal.
I gave my feet a day and then made the 8 miles happen. It was slow and, by the end, painful. That resulted in a new blister, of course. I wanted to let me feet have a chance to heal. I’m feeling surprisingly comfortable running, so I skipped my Thursday run and went on a drive down the 1 with a friend. We did a short walk on a trail at Garrapata State Park.
Today, I’ve got 6 miles to run. Should take me about an hour. It’s foggy, so it’ll be nice and cool.