A clydesdale no more!

Ran to the park with the girls (1/2 mile) let them play for awhile then the plan was to run home.  Emma had a side stitch so she just wanted to walk home.  I tried to tell her that the pain is what made it so rewarding but I think the message was lost.  Gracie ran the whole way home.

Very rainy but the temperature felt good.  My legs felt a little sore which I can't explain.  My mileage is lower and there has been no intensity in my runs so I can not figure out why I would be experiencing any soreness.

I noticed that they had mile markers set up on the LPT so I wanted to go check out how accurate they are (based on my Garmin).  I was surprised to see a marker every 1/2 mile and they were spot on.  The only time that I was 0.01 off was after I went through the under pass and lost my signal.  I was starting to get a feel for the distance on the trail but this will be nice to have actual measurements.  The run itself was less than stellar.  I felt pretty blah the entire time.  Is it diet related, something physical or something mental?  I'm not feeling particularly motivated to correct it so it must be mental.

Too much work to do this morning so I could only get out for a quick 5.  After my usual 3 slow miles I threw in 1 mile at 5k pace.  Felt a little pukey half way through it but I think that is from the greasy pizza from the Pie that I ate last night.  It certainly wasn't due to the speed.  I could only muster 6:20.  That is certainly a lot slower than I expect but I was 10 seconds in the hole after the first quarter so I think that it is more a matter of becoming accustomed to the pace than an actual loss of fitness.

I left my contacts in too long so my eyes are killing me.  It is very difficult to focus which made running interesting.  I ran 5 miles then stopped at home and got the dog that I am dog sitting for another 3 miles. 

My eye is causing me a lot of trouble.  It was to much of a distraction running with one eye closed so I only got in 5 miles.  I'm going to try to get into the eye doctor today to see what is going on.

Met the Marks (Fly and Huans) for a long trail run.  It ended up being much longer than I anticipated and I paid for it towards the end of the run.  We started at Mark's house by the capitol and ran on the BST.  I really struggled running downhill today for some reason.  Every time we would hit a downhill section Mark (fly) would fly down the hill and I felt like I was hitting the brakes too hard.  We stopped at Red Butte Gardens to refill our water bottles after 13 or 14 miles and I took in way too much water.  We started climbing a little hill and I could feel the water sloshing around.  I walked for a bit to let things settle in then started up again once I felt like I could run with out puking.  This is also were I started to run low on fuel.  I think that the inefficient downhill running took more out of me than I expected.  Despite the struggles, it was still a fun run and I look forward to more in the future.  I discovered that I am difinitely a roadie and that trail running takes a completely different set of skills.