Long run Sunday and Superbowl, oh my!!

Love/loath long run Sundays. I look forward them but I also know the affects after as well. So lets start with what I love about LRS (long run Sundays) !!! I love that I don't have to be rushed.. During the week when I run, I feel rushed so I can get ready for work. I love sleeping in on LRS, having my coffee and eating my toast and out the door I go. I love how the night before I can figure out new and different routes.. Some work and some don't. The night before, I think about my past LRS mileage and see what I can do, if I should add too or take a little break. Find out what the weather is going to be and decide what I should wear. Going into today's run I didn't know what I wanted to do, I looked at my run keeper and decided I didn't need to scale it down so I opted for 14 miles.. Yep, I thought what the hell I just did a half, I can do 14. Well , well, well, not all pretty perfect. Can' have awesome ass runs all the time. It was all smooth, good running grove until about mile 8. I have been having some nagging right ankle pain near my ankle bone, just during my last 2 runs. Not too bad but I had to stop and do some stretches and tighten my bungee laces. Which after that it was fine. I think I need my shoes tightened. So off I go and decided that at mile 10 I needed a GU to get through the next 4 miles. The wind was starting to make it hard considering I was running right dead smack into it. Which I can say the last 4 miles were consumed with some major fbombs and motherfers lol.. So I grab my  GU out of my shweaty sports bra, drink that nasty shit done, do some more stretches and proceed to finish this bitch. I was ready to be done, but shit if I have a mileage in mind I am going to do come hell or hell lol.. So trucking along hit mile 13 and I can feel everything getting sore. I was thirsty, I stunk like someone who hasn't showered in 3 weeks and I think the GU was kicking in if you know what I mean ;). Well I stop, yes I stopped and stretched and just thought OK, if you don't do this its going to mess up your whole Sunday, you have a goal, don't quit. I put my big girl panties on and started up again. As I am starting back up I pass a man who is smoking a cig after church service, I think really dude? Cant even get a couple of blocks away and light up? GESH. So I pass him and sure as shit he blows a huge puff of smoke in my direction ( not good to inhale when running). So I keep it moving, thinking damn is it 14 yet, no, yet? No. Damn I look down and my Garmin says 14 miles. THANK GOD I was done.. To my car I shall go and drink this down as fast as I could.... Kinda looks like a commercial, I didn't mean to do that ;)!!!
 AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH..
 Feeling much better!!! Then come home to take a cold/hot shower. Break out the Perform (which is gel for sore muscles) and Ibuprofen and ice packs. I am beyond tired, sore and ready for pj's lol.. During this time I am thinking "Really?  I do this to myself" and I say "yes I do". I will know by Tuesday I will be ready for another round of mileage and then the process starts all over again. I LOVE THAT FEELING. I love being sore, it does something in my head, makes me feel like, well shit I did work my ass off... Now I am sitting here watching the Superbowl, which I am only excited really to see Beyonce, gnawed on some wings from Wing Stop then I am going to indulge on these babies!!