REALLY trying to decide on if I should run at lunch. Left foot is still extremely tender from Saturday’s 20+mi run. Ugh!
UPDATE:I didn’t. It was best to not aggravate the situation.
REALLY trying to decide on if I should run at lunch. Left foot is still extremely tender from Saturday’s 20+mi run. Ugh!
UPDATE:I didn’t. It was best to not aggravate the situation.
My long runs have been a challenge for me ever since that 21-miler a couple of months ago. They continue to be the bane of my existence, but I still keep trying to circumvent the problem, so I can actually kill as many runs above 20 miles, that I can. The White Rock Marathon is but 40 days away, and I am still not yet satisfied with how my feet are holding up on the latter miles.
Saturday I headed out at about 7:30 to see just how far I could get. My goal was a 20+, as for whatever mileage was after that, I would consider it as a cupcake bonus cherry on top.
Five weeks ago I ran my all time furthest. I thought at the time that I was golden, and that adding on a little more mileage would be easier than first anticipated, because I was so far ahead in my training. Just keep the long runs at a +5% / -5% of my previous long run, and increase accordingly.
It seemed like a good plan at the time, but as in life sometimes plans change at the very last moment, and mine seems to have done that.
After taking two weeks off, I got back out to do a long run. I was shooting for 22 miles. I had it all mapped out, and figured that my run would go all the way from Oak Cliff, through downtown Dallas, up the Katy Trail, and into the SMU campus; at that point I would turn back and run home.
The best-laid plans of mice and men often go awry.