I think the title says it all.
It definitely says it all.
My body is saying nasty things to the brain, about how freaking dumb, stupid, idiotic, amongst some other not so repeatable comments.
Okay, what did you do now to be Harold being Harold today?
- It started out pretty normal – you know the usual short morning run with Bennie, I made sure this one was easy, because I knew that I would be doing my long run later.
Strava Bennie Run Stats 10-18-14
- However, due to the storm that was coming in, having to go to Boston tomorrow and the weather forecast for next week, I knew that I had to get some of the yard raking done. So I went ahead raked leaves for over an hour.
- Then we ate lunch – I had PBJ and Wavy Lays in anticipation of my long run up to Waterville. About 10 minutes after finishing lunch, I was getting ready to run.
- Now this run was going to be pretty close to 14.0 miles, the longest I have done since April and the weather was gorgeous, bright sunshine and low 70’s. which meant it was a little warm for this time of year and tough for a long run.
I wanted to stay right around a 9:00 minute pace, but as soon as I started, I knew that was going to be tough, my legs already felt tired and my hamstrings were tight.
Definitely not the way that I wanted to feel less than a mile into a 13+ mile run.
It was going to be a long one in more ways than just the distance.
Here are the stats:
Strava Stats 10-18-14
Based on how I was feeling before the 1.0 mile mark, I decided to bag the idea of a certain pace and just go by effort and as you can see I really slowed down a lot over the course of the run. Yeah it got harder – go figure.
After 6.0 I had to find a private spot in the woods and then after I stopped to take this picture, things just fell apart.
The sky on my long run 10-18-14
By mile 10.0, I was hoping that TheWife was going to drive by on her way to where we were meeting – I would have stopped her and canned the run. I was tired, sore and ready for this run to be done.
She never went by.
Which meant that I just had to keep going.
Those last 3.7 miles – well to be honest they sucked.
I was glad when the run was done, but it showed me that I can keep going, even when I really didn’t want to and that I can do it.
Still I do wish that TheWife had driven by ;-).
Also, I can’t expect to run a couple of miles earlier in the day, rake leaves for over an hour and still have a quality long that afternoon in 70+ temps. I ain’t 20 anymore and being so frigging stubborn or abusing this old bod like this is going to cause more problems than my body bitching out my brains.
Oh well, I lived through it, but I have a feeling that tomorrow’s flip/flop trip to Boston is going to be rather uncomfortable.