blech, blech and more blech. I really need to figure out how to make my stomach happy sometime in the next 2 weeks!! Tired and nauseated.
3 mile warm-up with BBK's
8 mile 'tempo' run. Man was I dragging today. I just couldn't push myself and I felt so blechy on top of it all. I swear I was running the first 4 (all uphill!!!) at a 7:30 pace! Nope, not even close.I must say though, that having people run 15-20 feet in front of you the whole run is really disheartening! I just couldn't keep up at first and then when they were about 15 feet away I just lost it mentally. "I'm too slow, I can't run with them, just take your place at the back, like you deserve." Lets just say it wasn't a good mental day for me.
Stopped for a drink at the top, then turned and just tried to feel like I was giving a decent effort on the downhill. At least I could hit some pace miles on the way back. Scared Dean and Michelle when I passed them. They were taking it easy and just chatting though. They must've gotten lost on the new route or stopped for a pop break.
Did .8 on my own afterward to cool down. Man, was THAT slow! (yes, only .8 - had to round out my miles from Tuesday).
I don't know what the crap I did to my ankle. I didn't roll it or feel a strain or pull or anything, but the last couple miles of the tempo it started hurting something fierce. Like I'd rolled it and was trying to run on it, but unless I was in some time warp I didn't do anything to it!! I don't get it...I guess my body is just trying to tell me to take a break. No running tomorrow, most likely. Unless this ankle shapes up.
AP: 8:40 splits: 9:33, 9:00, 8:59, 8:43, 8:28, 8:53, 8:42, 8:02, 7:55, 7:55, 7:57, 10:14 (last .80)
I guess I just get the big cockroach award today: