So yesterday was the last day of July. And I wanted to make sure I did something, especially since I was waylaid for the first 15 days of July.
Garmin watch said I should rest. I was not listening. I am not sure how much I trust Garmin recommendations anyway :)
So I started running, and lungs were a bit more congested than they had been. Legs a bit like rocks. I still need to figure out what to do for that. Started becoming a bit more attentive to trying to do some stretching and hydrating. But not quite working yet. So by 15 minutes in, I was thinking, "it is okay, I did something." But then the usual kicks in.
"Well I am almost at mile, so might as well do a mile, especially since the false flat at the start always makes the beginning difficult." "Made a mile, about 1/2 mile back to home, let me an easier way." At a mile and a half "Think the coughed out all the garbage in my lungs. Though legs still stink, maybe a bit better. Can I hit 2 miles?"
Around 2 mile mark my legs felt pretty good. Looser. Some of the best I felt in awhile. There is a section of running I had not done in quite awhile. I knew a 5K was happening. And was pretty sure I was going to go 5 or 6 miles. Nothing strenuous. Some of my favorite little sections/loops, which were all a little over a mile a way. So I happily continued, looking forward to finishing and then going to watch a charity softball game. The third mile was my best of the first three, was feeling good and made mental notes of how it felt in terms of how my stride distance felt, how fast I was turning over - it all felt good. Then at the 5K mark, it all just ended.
Legs turned to rock. Congestion. Was like someone threw a switch. I tried a bit more but was not happening. Felt a bit sick, and thought I was going to be pretty sick, but after about 5 minutes it cleared up.
Of course I was pretty far from home. So started walking. One of the things I have been meaning to work on is getting better at walking, since run/walk is strategy that works for many. So there were points where I was walking at a faster pace by concentrating a bit. Helped that AC/DC came on my playlist - Shook Me All Night Light. The BPM was perfect.
Then the Overture and Temples of Syrinx from 2112. That I more listened to as I walked - I would be trying to pace the guitar parts. Bah bum. Bah Bah Bum. Bum (with delay). Dah dun dun dun dun dah dun. Then those drums and everything kicking in. Would not have been pretty ;)
Kryptonite came on, and something worked in that. I felt comfortable during most of the times I picked up the speed occasionally. Going to make sure to work on this some more.
Finally made it home. Took me a bit to feel good enough to shower then head out to the game, so I was about 1/2 hour late, though I made it by the top of the third inning.
July was not a great month for training, basically missed the first 15 days. But still not bad.
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