 After the run yesterday, I was worked. It was one of those where after the run, my butt is just draggin' ... I was laying in bed in the evening, still feeling that buzz of it all. It is interesting to me that my hard days often leave me feeling invigorated but my easy days leave me feeling like chewed up and spit out. I was jacked enough that I even slept poorly, waking up several times in the night.
I am realizing I need to be in the hills a bit more. Last year there was this little voice in my head saying I needed to do more speed, more flat stuff . This year, the voice is saying I need to get those wonderful hills more. Getting on them twice this past week has revealed a chink in the armor I am trying to build. I have a good amount of time to correct that, but dang ... Sanitas and Flagstaff gave me some good kick in the teeth reminding.
It is all about finding that right balance of flat, speed, hill, long, rest, diet ... and LIFE. Yeah, on this blog, I talk a lot about training, my ups and downs with workouts, but I am living a dream. The slice of the dream last night was reading X-Men #7 to my son (he is seven, and this comic is from 1964) and then having my daughter read over my shoulder while I blogged work stuff - and she corrected my grammar and spelling!
Today was yet another perfect weather day. Low 50s, not an ounce of wind. Well, maybe an ounce. I jogged three miles from the office over to Monarch High track later in the afternoon. It gets a little tough to get a track this time of year because you begin to compete for lane space with the high school track team, soccer team, lacrosse group, etc. I do try to stay out of their way, as I am the guest. I did the 200-200-400 workout again. Again, I have not worried on limiting the rest in this workout but this time, I kept it a bit more honest. I was hitting the 200s in 33-34 and the 400s went 73, 72, 72, 71, 70. I felt ... okay. I mean, I did not feel great and powerful - in fact I felt a bit heavy. But in a wierd kind of way, I can feel this shell of crud unpeeling around me. That hardly describes it, but I am getting to a point where I can feel a little turnover in there again. Still a far cry from what it was, but I occasionally get a wiff of it. Or maybe I just need a shower. My abdominal area is still a bit sore, but the strain seems to be very slowly subsiding (sneezing does cause me to wince quite a bit though). Warmed down back to the office for three miles.
Booked my room at Pikes today. Oh yeah, I forgot to mention yesterday that CC has the baddest looking Fu-Man-Chu I have ever seen.
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