Upon waking, I stepped into the pleasantly cool air outside and immediately ducked back inside. No, I did not re-set my alarm; I dressed in my running gear and hit the road. For a change of scenary, I opted to jog around Memorial Park (instead of my usual Rice). I stepped out of my car, jubilant with the promise of a fun run. I started my Garmin and away I went.
1 mile and 12:05 minutes later, I realized that fatigue was beginning to creep its way into my legs and settle in my quad/hamstring/thigh area. 1 more mile and 14 minutes later (I took a very long walk break in the pitiful attempt to rejuvinate my legs), I gave up altogether on the running and strolled the last mile to my car. Although my attempt at 6 miles was thwarted by the fatigue from yesterday's run, I remained positive; the weather was beautiful! Once the weather remains cooler, I'll build my pre-summer running schedule of 30 miles a week back into my legs, for now it is between 10 and 20. In the past 7 days, I've run 21 miles, which is by far the furthest I've run since the ankle sprain.
Tomorrow is a gym day, Friday is an off day, and Saturday is an 11-miler. I hope. Maybe I'll stop at 10. Who knows, it's not like I'm training for anything serious!
Cheers!
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