8 Miles On Trashed Legs

It’s been a while since I put in any significant mid-week miles and yesterday it showed.  I put in 4 on Tuesday, 8 on Wednesday, including 4 miles of intervals, and 8 yesterday.  After my marathon last April, I started up again too soon and really exhausted myself.  Then, in an attempt to mix up my training, switched from a mile based plan to a time based plan.  Even though I was able to complete my goal of 45 miles at Ghost Train, looking back, I don’t think I was training hard enough.  On the other hand, I think that if I had trained harder, I might have actually injured myself and not have been able to race at all.  Either way, I’m feeling way behind where I think I should be in my training for this year’s TARC Spring Classic.

The most telling example is yesterday’s run.  I went out feeling truly beat.  The kind of beat you feel in the last part of a race.  It was an all-around shit show.  It was warmish, but with a pouring rain.  A mile in, I cleared my nose and it started bleeding ridiculously, which lasted until about mile 4.  A few miles later, all the blood that I had swallowed started to turn my stomach.  I kept from barfing, but that made me almost shit myself…  All on legs that felt like cement.

I’m glad I got in the 20 miles this week with another 20 planned for the weekend.  I haven’t hit 40 in a while and am looking forward to pushing myself on the rail trail if it’s not a skating rink.  I love heading out and just doing a long out and back.  There’s excitement in exploring new trails, but I also love the comfort of a soothing out and back.  I’ll line up some podcasts and just get lost in my head without getting lost in the woods.

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