I wonder, when I look back will the label fit? It doesn’t seem to now.
Friday I ran the Swedish Fish cross country 5K. It was difficult and discouraging, but fun and informal. 19:18 on the unofficial course, with the winner running something like 16:10. There were about 20 people on the starting line, including kids, and I finished ninth I think, last of the self-styled “runners” I suppose. Two and a half loops around the south side of Zilker between the christmas tree, barton springs, and mopac. Over a wall, up a hill, around trees, through clover. I died on the second loop. I think I was the last finisher over 13 years old and under 50.
Saturday ran Scenic loop. Started out with the big group, but they were all conquering Mt. Bonnell, which I had no inclination to run. If I was to run with company, it had to be Michelle, so I had to keep up with her from the beginning. She doesn’t seem to ever start slow and I was struggling to maintain stride the first few miles out Lake Austin Blvd. Seemed to even out up Scenic, and it was a pleasant, if extremely dark, jaunt through familiar territory. We never stopped for any water, and we both mentioned that we felt like we were pushing the pace pretty good down Expo. When we got back on Lake Austin Blvd, for some reason I felt a burst of energy and just went with it. Did the last 3 miles in about 19 mintues and change I think, with the last two in 6.19, 6.27. As you can plainly see, I started my push too early and died hard on the last mile. Overall, was 11.25 miles in 83 minutes, with a mile cool-down and strides for good measure.
So that put me at 44 miles for the week, and I figured Sunday I could break 50, but man did I ever have a total life bonk. Saturday night was my sister’s birthday and my food intake was noxious and nauseous. I’m the only person I know who can run 12 miles and still gain weight that day. Saturday diet, coupled with Thursday Tempo, Friday 5k, Saturday 12 miler, and 44 for the week, and I was completely fried on Sunday. I had chills slight fever headache stomach cramp dead legs my whole body ached zero energy no motivation never run again. I thought maybe I could bike or swim but no way.
Monday was the Bolder Bouldin. Firecracker is always fun. 8 miles in 59 minutes. Erine had something to prove I guess, and I should have told him to just trip me if I ran ahead. I need to rest for the 10k on Sunday. It scares me. I have goals, but maybe it’s easier to just run and not race and consider it training and fun. As if.
People talk too much. Like me.
I think it’s OK to die in the last mile. It’s one indication that you weren’t taking it too easy in the middle. So it sounds like your Saturday run was a hard workout. I’ve been wondering if those days were hard enough. However, does this mean you are doing 4 hard workouts a week? Plus you did the gefelti fish run?
I have no idea why you were tired on Sunday. :) But you must have recovered because there was some indication in a post that you torched the firecracker.
I think perhaps you should evaluate just what it is you are doing to your body. So many opportunities, so few fresh mitochondria.
Have you read the book? Have you been taking your resting pulse rate?