C Mantz Run

My family was in Lake Powell this week and I thought "Why not try to hit 45 miles this week?" Bad idea.  It's really hard to run without any trail whatsoever.  I wanted to run around this bend thing near the water, which ended up being a mile both ways.  It took me 14 minutes to run the first mile.  I was dying.  It took me another 16 minutes to run the second mile.  It felt as if I had run a 10k.  I was too lazy to keep going.

Still at Lake Powell: My dad and I ran together.  We were following no trail on sand.  I was struggling so much.  I couldn't keep up with him because I was stressed about how difficult it was to run on the sand.  After 2 miles I broke down because I was worried I'd be burned out due to it being so hard.  My dad wanted me to keep going and we found a little area that was flat.  He told me we should try some sprints: which was the best idea EVER! Instead I did striders.  I think we did six which boosted my confidence SO much.  I felt happier and knew I could still go fast. We decided to follow this cool wash, which led to a horse trail.  I told my dad we should do it tomorrow and we went back.  It was fun when we discovered that area to do striders.

At Lake Powell: we went later in the morning (around 10) up that horse trail/wash.  I thought we could go up 45 minutes, then come back down.  We continued following the horse trail.  It was a beautiful run, but we were going super slow.  It didn't really matter because my breathing was still really deep which meant I was working hard.  We went up for over 30 minutes, and my dad had forgotten to turn on his Garmin!  It didn't really matter, though, because I felt good.  We turned around after we got to a really pretty canyon.  We went back to the area to do striders and did 4 shorter ones.  Then, we jogged/walked back to the houseboat.  It was really fun and we estimated the distance was about 6 miles (maybe more). 
 

At Lake Powell: I was taking the rest of the week off, but I wanted to get a little run in in the evening as the sun set because my legs were twitching.  My mom went on a hike while I jogged to the strider area and did 8.  On the fifth one I thought I saw an animal (like a big cat) on the hill, and stopped halfway to check; it was just a rock.  When I was done, I jogged back to my mom.  At one point I felt like sprinting on the rock because it had gotten easier to run on and I wanted to try it.  When I got to my mom we walked back and picked up some pretty rocks and talked which was fun.