Summer of Knob has unofficially begun, jolting to a start this week, not exactly adhering to the tenets laid out. But Knob was tired of feeling slow and fat and lazy, and Knob wants to eat a lot, so he must work a lot, else he tubs a lot. Knob doesn’t believe in the 10% rule for mileage. Hey ho, let’s go.
Sun: 11am; slow, last 2 ok, hoping to get tired before week to come
Mon: 5am/4pm; am included 2 mile tempo harder than should have been
Tues: 10am; first 7 fine, last 3 a long, slow, blistery slog.
Wed: 5noon/3pm; feeling some aches, slight return of shin pain (from last fall)
Thur: 10am; 7×700 on the track, not fluid, no pain in legs but still tired
It feels good to be back to the routine, back to pushing and feeling tired. See how long this keeps up. Four days is pretty good so far. At least through the final trail race, he hopes.
Knob rode his bike to work last Friday (13 miles, 55 minutes, in the rain) and ever since he has felt some IT band pain in the right knee. He also got a flat on the way home (“Dadgummit! Blow out!”), with no spare, so that little eco-friendly experiment will be put to bed for some time.
Knob and Juice continue to laugh over the major award from last week. It’s… it’s… it’s indescribably beautiful! It reminds them of the Fourth of July! If you know of any other neighborhood kiddie races, let Knob know so that he may dominate as many eight year olds as possible.
It bothers some people that Knob speaks in the third person. Knob makes no apologies.
