It was a measly 14.2 miles.
I was fighting ’something’ through the week. Sore throatish/ear infection maybe. Bad stomach issues - which continue today. God, help me!
On Sunday I was planning a 9 miler which started around 4PM. By 3.75 I was like, “If I don’t turn around now, I’ll never make it back home.”
This 9 miler was a tribute to Steve Danlag for running the San Diego Rock and Roll Marathon that I proposed we run together - but I didn’t train for.
Sorry, bud. Next year!
My heart rate was way high for a longer run like this: high 180s bmp… I had a burst of energy at mile 5 which… It was the song “Vertigo” by U2 that got my heart pumping and my energy going. I picked up the pace, and gave it some serious effort. It lasted about a minute or so and then I had to slow down.
There were a bunch of 30 second walks but all together I was able to finish a solid 8 miles.
I wanted to get miles in for the week and projected close to 25 but didn’t have it in me. I nearly threw up my arms and said, no run Sunday, but got off my butt and fit it in while Donna took Jake to Performance Class. I made it back home as they got home, got showered, and met Dale, Dasie and Chip for a rib dinner at Wood Ranch Bar and Grill. Yum.
This week - its not about miles. It’s about hills.
For 3 years I’ve neglected speed training. This year is going to be different.