Nothing prepares you for a bad run. They happen to the best of athletes. Your only choice is to weather it the best way you can, or throw in the towel and call it a day.
Yesterday morning I woke up a little early, in hopes of getting out on the road before sunrise. Since this run was going to be 18 miles, I wanted to try to get on the last part of it before the lovely Texas heat started baring down. Yeah that didn’t work out as planned. I still hit the road at 6:15 am; my normal time. My attitude was not of the best, and I think my nerves were causing me to drag my feet a bit. As my training runs get longer, I get a little more anxious, and even begin to doubt myself.
If yesterday proves ANYTHING, it’s that I should never underestimate my will.
The lightning finally calmed itself down this morning, so I put on my resurrected Novara Buzz hydration backpack, with the replacement Platypus bladder, and headed out the door for my longest run ever. Imagine Mr Movie announcer voice echoing … Continue reading →