I’m still alive and kickin’ after yesterday’s pseudo-half marathon feeling no worse for wear. Certainly I’ve felt far worse after a Sunday run than I do today.
Completing 23km is a major milestone for me. Prior to yesterday my longest run as 18km. Finding myself hurt last week while trying to get in a 19km run was a major bummer, nagging doubt started to play mind games waiting to get in to my physio appointment. It was a long week of over-thinking.
As a runner you tend to get lots of advice. Some of it is quite good. Some of it is absolute crap. Some of the good advice I know I should be doing but it’s like asking for directions. Testosterone just doesn’t roll that way. I’m learning, albeit slowly, and I did quite a few things different yesterday.
- As suggested by my physiotherapist, I had a heated beanbag on my injured left thigh before running.
- I started out slow. Really, really slow for the first 10km.
- I hydrated on the run with Amino Vital Endurance and I fueled on the run with Gu Chomps
- I wore my YakTrax even though I was sure that the bulk of the run would be on clear pavement.
- I didn’t push too hard when the going got tough near the end. I swallowed my pride and walked when I couldn’t make it through the snow and up the hill.
This morning there was some muscle stiffness in the calves. The right ankle wasn’t too bad. No major pains anywhere. The more I’m able to get up from my desk and move around the better I feel. I did pop a couple of Motrin that expired in December 2008 (I forgot the new bottle at home) just to take the edge off. I’m sure that sitting in a cold office every day doesn’t help my recovery.
Today I’m resting. It’s hard but I’m fighting the urge to go to the gym and spin the legs out for 30 minutes. I’ll think about that for Tuesday morning. The real test will be Tuesday night’s 6km Tempo run. Bob and I had a great one two weeks ago. I’m curious to see just how much I’ve really recovered. It’s way too soon to push the left leg in the cold, even if it is just less than 30 minutes. Of course with my luck it will be raining Tuesday night. I’m looking at a pair of CW-X Insulator tights but Holy Hanna they are $160 (plus shipping). Still that’s cheaper than therapy. The sad thing is that hopefully I won’t need them in another six weeks. Its March, the worst of winter is finally behind us. Four weeks of unsettled weather and then another four of cold miserable rain. Where, oh where did I put my rose coloured glasses?