We've Got Big Hills
I'm running somewhere tomorrow. It's going to be beautiful. I can't wait.
Poor baby
Fortune and glory kid
Crap. And that means I just lost the game.
Kevin
Complete effing fail. What the hell is wrong with me this week? Was supposed to be 8x1mi @ 7:18. Nailed 6 of them...well, almost. Fell off the treadmill during the 6th one with two tenths left. Caught myself on the bars before I went down and smacked the stop button before I did any damage to myself. Not sure what happened. I got light headed out of nowhere and my body just buckled like I was passing out. I guess the fear of falling snapped me out of it. Then I was just pissed. So...I finished the repeat and was still planning to do the last two when I realized my body kept buckling during the 60 sec recovery like I was going to do it again. So I called it and just cooled down...fuck. I'm so pissed at myself. I have just completely screwed this week. I feel like i'm making all these excuses. "My stomach hurts, my calf hurts, wah wah wah wah..." They're true...but I'm sick of hearing myself bitch and moan and then seeing myself fail a workout 3 weeks out from Boston when so far I hadn't failed a workout. It's all been pretty solid. This all started with me being a complete dumbass on Tuesday. I still maintain that that didn't feel hard though. Ugghhhhhhh. FAIL FAIL FAIL. This is so not acceptable. I guess this counts as bitching and moaning too... hmm. Well it's my log, so get out. In other news, my calves and entire body feel great thanks to Juliana. So there's that at least. Speaking of, I don't think my failure had anything to do with the massage I got from her this morning. I didn't have heavy jello legs at all during the workout. I had made the choice this morning that I would rather do the workout with heavy jello legs than legs that were threatening to cramp up with every step. That was a good call at least. Kill me now.
Cancice, that's not a fail. That's just a bad workout, they happen. Hell that's not even a bad workout, just a not perfect one. Lighten up, you're gonna kick ass in 13 days.
Riot: Act VIII - Reboot
Very windy, some sprinkles. Knowing temps will drop another 10-15 degrees is sick. And not in the Snoop "sick is some ill crazy shiznit motha fucka, doggy fizzle shizzle" way.
mr train you are a pain, your words - they make me go insane
they strike my ever-thinking brain like little drops of acid rain
oh, to my life you are a bane; crazy, mixed up, mr train - r2e
"There has never been a run I have regretted heading out for; there have been plenty of runs I have regretted not going out for." (DgRosen)
Boo. Almost candiced myself had to stop and walk a couple times.
A Saucy Wench
Heh.
I have become Death, the destroyer of electronic gadgets
"It's not enough to bash in heads, you've got to bash in minds" - Captain Hammer
"I don't care how old I live! I just want to be LIVING while I am living - Jack LaLanne. "When I got too tired to run anymore I just pretended I wasnt tired and kept running anyway" - dd, age 7I failed the 12 minute run at 15...BQ'd at 38
This run was so completely unique, I felt it deserved it's own workout type! First, the weekend off from running provide a spring in my step that hasn't been there in quite a while. I knew I could be in for a treat as I headed down to change for the run...then when I hit the door, the temp was awesome, beautiful day! That's all well and good, I headed out on the woodland trail for a fast first loop, had to stop and, in the mikeymike vernacular "drop a deuce" at the turn (good thing there's a bathroom at the turn). Went out for another (faster) loop and felt the urge to pay another visit to the trailhead bathroom...hence "Double Deuce"! As I pondered the origin of a new workout type, I completed another loop for my longest (and fastest) run of the year! Today, I felt like a runner...
It's not the heat, it's the stupidity.
When it’s all said and done, will you have said more than you’ve done?
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