4 mi @ ~9/mi
A nice shake out run after yesterday. It’s amazing how good you feel the day after when your weekend long run is 12 miles 🙂
3 mi @ 8:22/mi — a great feeling evening run 🙂 Taper = love.
4 mi @ 8:08/mi
Dr. Trot made an embarrassing, bad, rookie mistake tonight 😦 The noises echoing inside of her head as she started off on her little, easy, 4 mi, 5th-to-last training run sounded something like this…
“Man, the legs feel fresh tonight! Yes, yes they do, what a great feeling! And it’s so nice and cool out! Yeah, this is the best running weather ever! Feeling great and perfect weather is a rare combo to come by, but you can run so fast when it happens! I wonder how quickly I could do this little 4 mile run. I know that I’m not supposed to run hard these last few weeks, I really don’t want to injure myself for the marathon. But come on, I’ve been doing this for so long…and it’s just 4 miles…and it’s such a nice night…and I SO feel like running fast…
And so we were off…running <8 min miles like an idiot for the first two miles. And then, upon slowing at the turn around point — BAMB!!
All of a sudden there was this strange, stabby pain at the inside-top of my left knee. DAMN IT!!
The conversation in my head continued again at this point, but very little to zero of that content is approprate for this family-friendly blog so I will leave it up to you to fill in the blanks.
It wasn’t so bad that I couldn’t run, but it wasn’t normal. And that in itself is bad just over one week before a marathon. Anyway, I turned around, and hobbled home at a much more reasonable pace, taking little stretch + curse-myself-out breaks along the way.
The knee is still sore. Dr. Trot is an idiot.
Also, PhD defense day for my buddy Dr. First! Congrats!
8 mi @ 9:40 /mi (with Dr. T2)
It was a pefect, cool, beautiful morning for a run with my newest running buddy. Unfortuntely, I woke up feeling like I’d been eating sand paper all night and like the temperature was fluxtuatingn +/- 5F every 10 min or so. Great, just great. First, I go and run too hard a week before the marathon like a big rookie idiot and eff up the knee that I kind of need for the race, and then I come down with a cold/virus two days later!!!
P.S. By “great” I mean VERY NOT COOL!! 😦
Now, I wasn’t feeling bed-bound horrible so it was out the door for our 8 mi at 8 am in the beautiful fall day. I had high hopes that the workout and the elevated body temperature would actually help me head off whatever this is. (Not totally unreasonable…right…?) The good news is that the knee feels essentially back to normal. Yay! Thank god! The bad news however, is that I felt no better after the run and proceeded to deteriorate through out the day 😦
Something has been going around at work and with my friends — a pesky little two day bug that makes you eat sand paper and enjoy irradic environmental conditions. Hopefully this little pest is all that I’m dealing with here too! Either way, operation “GET BETTER NOW” has been initiated — lots of RnR, water, citrus, soup and hot tea with brandy, lemon and honey. And finger crossing.
Total: 19 miles
So. Yeah. A bad week.^2
1. Dumbass Thursday.
2. Sickward Saturday.
That being said, lets focus on the positive for now. 🙂 Which is: I’m SUPER excited about next weekend 🙂
The first out of town team member gets into town on Wed. night, which means I have effectively a 3 day week! (Don’t tell my boss 😉 We will leave for Long Island on Friday morning/afternoon to try and make it out to the Hamptons at a reasonable time and meet up with the rest of the team. Hopefully Friday night won’t be too much of a scramble to get everything pulled together for Saturday morning. I’m actually quite interested to see how I’ll feel about this Saturday (vs. Sunday) marathon business.
Then yeah, the run is first thing on Saturday morning and then the recovery party is planned for Saturday afternoon – Sunday! 🙂 We’ll all depart Sunday afternoon, but (like the good post-doc that I am) I’ll be playing hookey on Mon and Tues, going on a post-run, 2-day, Long Island adventure with teammate M before heading back to reality. 🙂
So, I have one week to not make any more bonehead decisions and to kick this sandpaper throat.