The first forty mile run in Tel Aviv was both a surprise and a success! I arrived in Tel Aviv looking forward to an interview for a non-profit think tank. Sadly, the interviewer needed to cancel at the last minute, leaving me in Tel Aviv on a cool and sunny day. I planned to test out my water backpack on an 8-mile run that afternoon, but decided that I should literally go big or go home. I wasn’t ready to return to Netivot, so I walked 2 miles to the beach, filled up my water backpack, and took off for a 13 miler.
One of the great things about running on the boardwalk in Tel Aviv is that it is packed with runners. Throughout each one of my three 13-mile runs, I would run with different people from all over the world. Some ran with me for 10 miles, others just 1 mile, but I always appreciated the company. Between my three sets of 13 miles, I grabbed a small, but filling meal. First, I had a tuna sandwich and a (free) shot of espresso. During my next break, I ate a chicken sandwich with a blended ice coffee. Bad idea! I should have known that 58 degrees is only perfect running weather before ingesting freezing drinks.
Needless to say, the last set of 13 miles was the hardest. I spent the first 7 miles shivering before taking a break due to a tight calf. Then I jogged 4 more, and walked the rest. I left for Netivot exhausted, but confident. Only the next day, when I woke up and was able to walk, did I know that running across Israel was a physical possibility for me. We’ll see what happens starting on March 12!