hard way to end a week
Ouch. My ego took a real pounding today. The “running gods” decided it was time to teach Mark a lesson in humility. The result is that I can honestly say today’s 20 miler was one of the hardest runs I’ve ever had. Things started out fine. In fact, I felt better at the beginning of this long run than I have in several weeks. Hmmm…that reminds me of a maxim I’ve come to understand. First, a disclaimer: the following maxim applies only to me. At least I hope (for your sake) it only applies to me! Without further ado…
Mark’s Long Run Maxim: If it starts out difficult it will get better but if it starts out feeling great then look out cause it usually won’t last long!
Strange huh? I mean, you’d think it would be the opposite. You’d think a good start would mean the rest of the long run would feel good too right? Wrong. Well, wrong for me anyway. I’ve had several long runs that started great and ended with me feeling like crap and I’ve had others that started and ended the opposite way. I’ve even had marathons go that way. Two years ago in Victoria, I was on top of the world for the first half and then things went downhill from there. Last year in Kelowna, I started off feeling terrible and it completely turned around at 25km.
Why was it such a tough run today? Well first of all I ate nothing this morning. All I had was a bottle of gatorade and some water. I also did not fuel during the run. Yup. That’s right. No gels. No bars. Nothing. Guess what? I did that on purpose. No, I’m not crazy. Greg McMillan recommends it for LSD runs (I’ve read about it elsewhere too) so I’m trying it in hopes of becoming a more efficient glycogen storage and retrieval system. I also had three very hard runs this week. They probably caught up with me today.
So I guess I shouldn’t be surprised I sucked so bad this morning.
The good news? I stuck it out. It was a character building run and it appears I have quite a bit more character now than I did before.
More good news? The suckiness of the run was limited to leg pain. Meaning, I had no trouble cardio-wise. The heart and lungs were a-ok.
Of course, I wasn’t alone out there so I should probably go against my self-centered nature and mention something about Tom. He felt great throughout the run. He kept chirping and singing how great he felt ALL-THE-WAY-THROUGH-RIGHT-TO-THE-END-OF-THE-DAMN-FRIGGIN-RUN.
Damn friggin Tom (hope you are reading this buddy). Ok, I’ll get over it. I guess at least one of us deserved to feel good. Maybe it will be my turn next Saturday!

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