The good the bad and the ugly
The Good: We’ve had some nice cooler weather this week and Tuesday was just marvelous. I think it was 65F or somthing like that. Perfect! I had 3 miles on the schedule and I started out flying. It felt so nice to be running in cool weather again, it was hard to run slow. So I didn’t. I ran it much too fast. 3.1 miles (5K), 8:03 pace. It felt really good to pour it all out. Not so bad considering the long run a few days earlier.
The 7 miles yesterday was rough. I knew I’d be paying for my carelessness from the day before so I took it slow and easy. 9:30. I wasn’t really hurting but it did feel harder than it should have been. The shins whined a little more than normal. I noticed on the downhills I didn’t have much control, and for a 7 mile run I shouldn’t be having these problems.
Oh and the doggies were out again, although their behavior was significantly modified. Idiot and Tripod weren’t out, but hounddog and springer were. Hounddog was across the road marking his territory and came jogging up to me wagging his tail and with his head tipped down. He came a little too close so I gave him a tweak with the dazer and he did a lazy wide circle around me, and let out a very weak “woof” under his breath. Maybe he was being nice and I insulted him. Springer came charging down the lawn like before but this time stayed well up inside the bushes and barked. Chicken.
The Bad: Today I had 4 miles scheduled and it felt bad from the start. I had the weak painful feeling in my left leg. A shooting pain that went from my ankle to my knee. It made my leg feel weak and wobbly. I wasn’t tired at all, just in pain. I made it two miles (9:40, 10:40) and then walked one more to get back to the truck. It wasn’t very good at all. I really regret running so fast on Tuesday. It was pretty stupid and way off from my plan. Plan your race, race your plan. Grrrr.
So tomorrow is a rest day. And maybe I will feel better on Saturday for my long run. If it hurts at all, I move it to Sunday. Knucklehead me.
The Ugly: Tomorrow is also Chocolate Friday and I haven’t got a thing to post. And buying piles of Snickers bars for 33 cents on clearance and opening them to see if I won the $75000 is not really newsworthy.
August 26th, 2005 00:11
oh Jon,, if your body hurts,, i think you should listen to it. but wow,, you can do like 20 min 5k’s and thats just doing it for fun… shheesshh you amaze me.
ps,, hope you win the 75000 on the snickers contest!!!!! :)
Heather
August 26th, 2005 01:33
Go, Charlie!
August 26th, 2005 03:30
Yep, the morning after feeling. Going out too fast, paying the next run, you’re starting to train like I do! Gee, if I won 75000 right now I’d join you in New Haven:-)
August 26th, 2005 05:27
No getting out of New Haven, buddy:) Here’s hoping the pain has left the body.
August 26th, 2005 08:36
Poor Mr. Hounddog…he was trying to be nice! Make friends with him next time - maybe he’ll tell the other dogs to leave you alone!
The most buring question is: What did you do with all those OPEN Snickers?
August 26th, 2005 11:24
i’m with d on both comments. poor mr. hounddog and where are the bars?!
i’m still giggling that those dogs were chicken. get it? dogs, chickens? shouldn’t they have been clucking instead of barking? haha…i kill myself.
*thud*
August 26th, 2005 13:12
I want a dog dazer!!!
August 26th, 2005 14:07
You know, if you need someone to help you with those open Snickers bars I’m sure I could manage a couple… dozen… in the pure interest of friendship and support :)
August 26th, 2005 15:38
I bet he’s bringing the Snickers to New Haven to share :-) Hope the pain is gone for tomorrow’s run…take it easy!
August 26th, 2005 16:12
you just have to get the dazed dogs on video tape. I’d love to see the tripod being stunned. heheh. Have you tried deep fried snickers - heard they are hot at county fair concessions.
August 26th, 2005 20:20
All this whining is otherwise referred to in the sports world as SANDBAGGING. Okay? This weekend and next week should be Taperville, Jon.
Will the dazer help you in a human race? Better leave that thing at home.