First three weeks post race, I ran great. Then I got tied down with work, and also put on five pounds more than the usual post race five pounds.
Ergo, now running like crap. Not very happy at all.
Also, busy week comming; I'll be lucky to get in 35 miles.
But, I still have two weeks before beginning another cycle. I will work to turn it around. Work should slow in two weeks also.
Monday, February 23, 2009
Sunday, February 22, 2009
Post Race-Week 5
Sunday
12 miler.
Saturday
Off
Friday
Five miler
Thursday
Hit pavement for 6
Wednesday
10 miler. Literally, almost heat stroked, even on treadmill. Was trenched at 5; could barely breath at 9.
Tuesday
6 miler-piece of cake
Monday
Off
12 miler.
Saturday
Off
Friday
Five miler
Thursday
Hit pavement for 6
Wednesday
10 miler. Literally, almost heat stroked, even on treadmill. Was trenched at 5; could barely breath at 9.
Tuesday
6 miler-piece of cake
Monday
Off
Thursday, February 12, 2009
Post Race-Week 4
OFF REST OF WEEK
I rarely let work interfer with training. This is an exception. With a mutli-million dollar asset transfer to prepare for a tax return, I have to put traning on back burner for 5-7 days.
Thursday
8 miler; again completely soaked. Will have to pull out portable fan for tomorrow.
Wednesday
8 miler; completely soaked
Tuesday
15 miler scheduled, stopped at 5. Bad humidity. Was soaked by 5. Couldn't breath well. Try again tomorrow
Monday
Hit pavement for 10 miler. Temperature wasn't bad (69), but humdity was terrible (92%).
I rarely let work interfer with training. This is an exception. With a mutli-million dollar asset transfer to prepare for a tax return, I have to put traning on back burner for 5-7 days.
Thursday
8 miler; again completely soaked. Will have to pull out portable fan for tomorrow.
Wednesday
8 miler; completely soaked
Tuesday
15 miler scheduled, stopped at 5. Bad humidity. Was soaked by 5. Couldn't breath well. Try again tomorrow
Monday
Hit pavement for 10 miler. Temperature wasn't bad (69), but humdity was terrible (92%).
Sunday, February 8, 2009
Post Race-Week 3
Sunday
5 miler
Saturday
Off
Friday
10.5 miler.
Thursday
10.5 miler, with an extra 1/2% incline all the way through
Wednesday
Off
Tuesday
13 miler
Monday
11 miler with an extra 1/2% on the incline all the way through
5 miler
Saturday
Off
Friday
10.5 miler.
Thursday
10.5 miler, with an extra 1/2% incline all the way through
Wednesday
Off
Tuesday
13 miler
Monday
11 miler with an extra 1/2% on the incline all the way through
Sunday, February 1, 2009
Post Race-Week 2
Sunday
Seven
Saturday
Weather was nice. Hit pavement about 8:00 pm for six miler.
While running through the Lakes subdivision, I was headed toward a well lit four way stop intersection. As I approached, a car was coming in the perpendicular direction.
At my current pace, I was going to be halfway through the intersection by the time the car came to a stop at the sign. Clearly they would see me, pause a second until I completely crossed, and then go. I have enough running experience to know that wasn't going to happened.
I broke pace just a tad to be safe, and sure enough the car rolled right through the stop, never coming to a complete halt. When the car was halfway through the intersection, I was about a quarter way through. That's when they saw me.
I had both my arms high in the sky, with a disgusted angry expression on my face that clearly communicated, "What the F***!" That's when they stopped, two feet from me. Clearly able to see I was ready to kill someone, the driver just rolled down her window half an inch and said in a mouse voice, "Sorry, I didn't see you."
The words, "That's not a God Da** yield sign!" were about to leave my mouth, but the driver quickly accelerated away.
Before I was a runner, I wouldn't have seen the big deal myself. But now, things like dogs, drivers, extended un-trimmed trees/bushes, and household crap left on the sidewalk are just intolerable. Last night I even had to yell at two kids on bicycles. They clearly saw me running down the street, but swerved in front of me forcing me to stop.
If I ever go to jail for murder, it will either be because they touched my children, or threw off my pace during a run.
Friday
Off
Thursday
Ten miler
Wednesday
Seven Miler
Tuesday
Off
Monday
Six miler
Seven
Saturday
Weather was nice. Hit pavement about 8:00 pm for six miler.
While running through the Lakes subdivision, I was headed toward a well lit four way stop intersection. As I approached, a car was coming in the perpendicular direction.
At my current pace, I was going to be halfway through the intersection by the time the car came to a stop at the sign. Clearly they would see me, pause a second until I completely crossed, and then go. I have enough running experience to know that wasn't going to happened.
I broke pace just a tad to be safe, and sure enough the car rolled right through the stop, never coming to a complete halt. When the car was halfway through the intersection, I was about a quarter way through. That's when they saw me.
I had both my arms high in the sky, with a disgusted angry expression on my face that clearly communicated, "What the F***!" That's when they stopped, two feet from me. Clearly able to see I was ready to kill someone, the driver just rolled down her window half an inch and said in a mouse voice, "Sorry, I didn't see you."
The words, "That's not a God Da** yield sign!" were about to leave my mouth, but the driver quickly accelerated away.
Before I was a runner, I wouldn't have seen the big deal myself. But now, things like dogs, drivers, extended un-trimmed trees/bushes, and household crap left on the sidewalk are just intolerable. Last night I even had to yell at two kids on bicycles. They clearly saw me running down the street, but swerved in front of me forcing me to stop.
If I ever go to jail for murder, it will either be because they touched my children, or threw off my pace during a run.
Friday
Off
Thursday
Ten miler
Wednesday
Seven Miler
Tuesday
Off
Monday
Six miler
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